You can smell someone's rotting Death comes behind you There's nowhere to run Dismembered your remains and nobody cares Factory of murder is this room 213
You can see someone's skull that boiled Casket around you and nobody knows Ruptured your memory, hold your breath Factory of murder is this room 213 Welcome to my slaughter house Where the blood feast has begun Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
