Having kissed the cleft tongue Of the Serpent the liberator broke down the decrepit walls of ignorance And opened their hearts and arms to the ever since
Supreme devastator, the death the spiteful freak, the prideful king, this wil never change Has served the woe A hangman with a gracious smile Watching his foes' slowly death while improving hatred Our eyes quiet shedding tears We forget to fucking death itself I don't know why Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |