WHITE CHAPEL Self – Hatred – Twisted – Suffocated Blasphemy. Death – Slated - Fated – Victims of his destiny.
Distortions of his mind – reality turned. Emotions left unchecked – Society Burns. Remembering the lies forced to be fed. Intention of destruction the innocent bled.
The object of obsession – To dominate life. His victims unsuspecting – No warnings no signs. With precision of incision he cuts with knife. A masterpiece of the flesh – The art of his spite.
Self – Hatred – Twisted – Suffocated Blasphemy. Death – Slated - Fated – Victims of his destiny.
Beaten – Screaming – Her tears have become mud. Pale skin – Frightened – The avarice of blood. Beaten – Screaming Her tears have become mud. Taste flesh – Lifeless – The obsession of blood.**
Touch – Cold fresh – Lifeless – Stripped of all identity. Cold – Heartless – Selfish – Driven by insanity. Maliciously efficient – So callous so cold. A legend never caught just growing old. Laughing at the face of those who give chase. Eviscerate of the organs he does it with hateTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
