Peeling the burnt skin away Pretending the Reaper isn't casting a smothering shadow Digging your grave with your teeth Eating the dirt of the thousands that died here before you
As summer's evil wanes A new darkness falls
Winter is coming Abandon all hope Winter is coming
The old man has cursed us with his dying breath
The twisted smiles of the rotting Leaving a rancid trail of denial and deceit A deciduous mass grave The cold wind howls through your diseased paradise
As summer's evil wanes A new darkness falls
Winter is coming Abandon all hope Winter is coming
The old man has cursed us with his dying breathTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
