In fear you run As silence shuts its doors It came undone Now the poison gently pours
And you will hear no laughter Until that serpent feeds And what you'll sow here after She'll be only bitter seed
Sweet lusts of pain The venom in thin disguise Against the grain Now the silence won't ease the cries
Dark are the pleasures spit forth from fire Breathing down your neck like razors of desireTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.