Pitched into the dilapidated chamber Lodging people, forging mental instability. They killed my daughter in front of me The horror seen by the eyes that begged for mercy.
Another mind drenched in insanity Locked in the same barbaric sin cage breathing the air contaminated with the stench of this putrid meat.
Trembling in fear, afraid of the forthcoming Had death been the ultimatum, it would have dealt us with Forsaken to rot.no food to eat. Only water satisfying the thirsty.
With each passing day, the mind loses its might deprived of nutrition, it places butchery in sight nothing inside was consumable, except the other one drowning in grief
I attack with vengeance upon the weak and timid Resistance offered but swiftly overpowered. I thrust my nails into the neck and pull out the blood vessels As the fountain of blood gushes out of the neck I feed upon the timid's flesh. Delightful, both my mind and body Feeding onto something after such an eon
Carefully chipping out each part of the neck I try to detach the neck from the body Holding the entire face in front of mine, while I chew his flesh I realize that I am now one of them Slowly drowning into this transcending agonyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
