If my child should die before me the sweetness of youth, a smile that sings eyes alight insanely butchered, perverse drooling horrific beyond restraint
Lord of the dance, lust is murder for this brave man high, slaughtering general in a white feathered army mort knows your name, his, before your time I'd love to see you suffer, too much to be called a crime
The sweetness of youth, a smile that sings eyes alight insanely butchered, perverse drooling you cannot even pray, for you have no godTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
