Cemetery with old tombs in wood from rotten trees Were printed in your brain as a dreadful disease The satan sees your fears, feels your weakness He calls to you to take away in a hell.
You hear its call but do not know why you Time has come but you hope that it's not true You wish to live, drink, smoke and fuck But know that after a call anybody sucks.
In a hell you understand why you here Devils, whores, and flame is real But drinking with satan whisky and beer Understanding that hell is no bad place to be.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
