When I was a kid I fell out of a second floor window In the fall I thought, that's it It's time for me to die Fell so hard on my back I was gasping for air That's when I realised God would not show me how to fly
Mouth no voice Got no choice
Prohibitions and restrictions You taught me everything Speculations and regulations You taught me everything About wealth About health Everybody just talking for themselves That's when I became a Satanist
I never believed in angels But by seeing you I really had my doubts When your eyes met mine, I thought It's the return from my exile All this time is solitude Should have learnt me so much I was kidding myself Cause all I could find was rotten bile
Mouth no voice Got no choice A mouth no voice I had no choice
My ambitions and decisions You taught me everything Crucifixion and circumcision You taught me everything About wealth about health
Degeneration, revelation you taught me everything The fascination of fallen nations You taught me everything About wealth About health Everybody just talking for themselves That's when I became the SatanistTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
