The lungs from within the ancient mother are cut by the infant within her vital womb
As the mother bleeds and suffocates, her body becomes the infants tomb
A rotting mausoleum
Better had this parasite never been conceived this thing that eats the very life from which it was received Never has there been alive one so ripe for death Never has one arrived so perfectly grotesque
Hail to the self anointed god who fell upon his sword of ignorance hail, hail, hail. Hail to the self anointed god Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |