A plethora of scorching vulgar bodies Waxlike miasmas, faceless vermin Whose bodies are sealed by gaping sores...
Fill me with venom to contaminate the "righteous"
Retribution now attained Atonement for my contrition Now the venom tastes sweet Like revitalizing serum Bury me in the inglorious ruins Of what was called virtuous mankind
The pain that feeds on the flesh of the enlightened Opens wide the path to deification Petty lice cannot hinder the way... ...for wolves cannot get drowned In a shallow pond
Celebrate vengeance The triumphant descend of the excommunicated The meek mass which writhes and reeks Inevitably decimated...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
