A frantic pulse approaches with terror held in the lungs. Enshrouded by fear. A putrid musk. It’s flesh betrays with a repulsive tremble. My maddening gaze locked on like shackles and chains. I wish to inflict. To harm the senses. Behold this grim phantasm and be awakened by the horrors of mankind. The horrors that swell behind my restless eyes wish to exist. Ripping through tendons. Grinding through bone. I claim a soul to cleanse my own.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
