Twisting, turning, ecstasy You weave and thrash among the leaves To lose yourself irreparably The journey for death's sweet release It's time
No more decrepit body Oppressed and withered and thin Tear off your clothes and face the cool night air Embrace the suffering, let your pale skin fester Obliterate with no regrets your pain for evermore
Vicious cold, the frosty sting With trembling lips, the air is thin A weeping mess beneath the skies Just waiting for that bittersweet demiseTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
