Was taken at the middle of the night Ripped, tide and buried alive Was in hell without any sin Found dead in an eternal silent scream
Stolen, and buyed an good price Asphixied on heroin's vice Forced as cattle till the grave Buried and lost in a tomb without a name
Plunging into rot, on narcotical dreams Spreading blood, Angels of acid His meat is cold but now its free Like a swarm rise from the pit Dig their tombs will bury em on acid Change her skin like an aspid Vengeance is cold but is beautiful and sweet Awakened and reborn by Angels of acid
Emerge by the thirst for blood Rabid, anger, her breath is cold Spirits of vengeance run on her name Waiting hungry for the guilty on the flame
Rising is the night No one guilty be safe If their hands are on blood Will be mutilate the damned She is follow by thousands Spirits on revenge She blind them on acid She dismember them alive with pain
Fuck them with knives Pluck them their nails Will swallow their own tongues Now they are not brave Were dragged to hell Again and again While them burns and cry But their horror just beginsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
