They will be mine Raise their eyes to the sky Give them something to worship before they die Leaky bile from a putrid womb Worthless cattle headed straight for the tomb
Your existence will be written as a tragedy Bow down before the insidious majesty Weep for me your tears only feed my lust The more you scream the harder I'll bust
Raise their eyes to the sky Give them something to worship before they die Leaky bile from a putrid womb Worthless cattle headed straight for the tomb
Isolate the masses they begin to fall Peel off their skin and taste the blood within Cowards cry alone when they die Cowards cry alone when they die
They Will be mine Raise their eyes to the sky They Will be mine Put your eyes to the sky
Retching bile from ingesting the mother Demons born from the seed of another Face fucked into submission Hanging from the ceiling is your favorite position
They will be mine Raise their eyes to the sky
Betrothed to a burning furnace Gather around let the ritual begin The last specimen of a dying god Lives within these walls of stone
Isolate the masses they begin to fall Peel off their skin and taste the blood within Cowards cry alone when they die Cowards cry alone when they die Cowards cry alone when they die Cowards cry alone when they die
They will be mine Raise their eyes to the sky They will be mine Put your eyes to the skyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
