Don't try to pry the locks into his secret lair, Unholy secrecies are kept alive in there. His name means darkness now to all the ones who know, Mortificus wants you to join him in his show!
The first illusion is now at hand you are blindfolded and your hands tied-up in back... He shows his tools to the captive crowd, you hear them gasping still not knowing what's to come...
And then comes pain as he chains you to the rack the gutting blade is poised, there's no turning back... he licks his lips and laughs, you know you won't be saved Your journey now begins - guts-first into the grave!
His hollocaust of horror is the devil's web he knows just how it's done - the trick is that you're dead!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
