Ashes fill his lungs, flesh is peeling away Severed limbs around, His rage won’t let him die
A mentor turns his back, a brother is laid to rest, A dreamer turns to dust, a lover breaths a final breath
“I feel my body burning; my soul is split in two, Cut down and left to die, I clutch the earth in mortal terror, blackened flesh, eviscerated, I choke on ash and curse his name”
Again the black savior arrives, to claim his prize, A tool of destruction too valuable to lose,
Destroy, dehumanize, power, control An icon of evil, the face of sin
“I feel my body burning; my soul is split in two, Cut down and left to die, I clutch the earth in mortal terror, blackened flesh, eviscerated, I choke on ash and curse his name”
It is a grand paradox he is more machine than man Enslaved forever inside this black mechanical prison. In agony, doing the bidding of his foul masterTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
