They tried blaming her, hanging her, decapitating while burning her, that's not how you cleanse yourself from the witch of the earth, her roots run deep in bedding herself beneath your feet. I'll return to this black earth rising. She'll set fire to her own skin, riding herself of the parasites of human spite. You fucked up for the last time, she'll come back and make your children's blood into wine. Mocking your false god with your own offspring, drinking their souls away I feel their life become apart of me. The black, roots grow in me, their young blood is setting me free from the soil. I'm thirsty for more retribution, I'll take everything from you for what you did to me, not one strand of hair is exempt from my bloodshed, I won't stop until everyone's dead.
(Cameron McBride) I've bathed in the blood of your children's children letting me see what will become of me, from the black soil I'll rise a new being of shadows bones made of earth and no worth. I am reborn in the image of pure saturated hate, I walk this plane spreading rotting faith, tricking, consuming those wallowing in pain. I'll make you forget you were ever afraid while I lure you to my side of fate, you'll become nothing thanks to the ones who made me this way.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
