dead - no drops of blood inside these cold veins pure - sterile and cold is the tool draped in horror - veiled in flesh a lethal axis - salvation at last
torn by combustion - a fatal brimstone ride pestilent membrane covering my skin machine and body wired i bleed from sulphur wounds
unfold this human shell a pitious existence lingering between these white walls abhorred by life's malignity
i bleed from sulphur wounds into death's trance i plunge a cure for sulphur wounds as a trial of doom unfoldsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
