It want to taste your flesh They want to feel your fear Your tainted blood will consume you Blood...consumed... Doomed Blood...consumed... Cursed Blood...consumed... Small mistakes are monuments of death Thousand of poison will bite your body Then you will burn The mace of traitor crushed you legs At know, you can't escape, In the melody of disfigured corpses This is our day of corruption Oceans of sufferings are rise Drink the plague pain, smell it again Colour of the man eyes is like ice Blood...consumed Feel it, fell it, feel it...feel.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
