Evil sundown, uncounted day Miles from village, an open grave Ash and steel, a week's decay A lake of bones, splintered, unknown
Silver in the sand draws my eye Dog tags wink in wilting light Diaz, A Pos.- I know this skull From when it was alive
Ice floods my veins, a sickening The stranglehold of fear enveloping I meet his naked grin, his eyeless gaze A veil of flies gives flesh to fleshless face
No time to waste, no mark to leave The vultures will return, make meat of me I quickly clear a space, build a shrine Inside my mind, where none survivedTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
