On a canvas made of flesh I watch him with your children's blood on my chin I wait and mourn for the death of time... in the mind's eye, I wait
Alright The moon is coming down to greet me The wolves gather 'round, yes, to eat me Come Beneath the changing skies that will be dying off soon, I fall on my knees before your blood streaked pagan moon. Yes, I am your's consume me reaping what I sow Let the wolves eat what is left of my pathetic soul. Yeah--------Right The moon comes down to greet me. The wolves gather 'round, they gather 'round to eat me. Right Now Beneath the grim face of the moon streaked with the blood of god I have touched the naked sun and watched it fall apart. You are the god foresaken, I am living sin, I walk among you with your childrens blood on my chin. On my chin.
Kill this thing, level the universe kil the pain kill the shame baptized in my own blood take the gun put it in my mouth, pull the fucking trigger and blow my brains out. Yes you kill, we kill, you feel no pain, no pain.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
