Putrid incense of decaying bodies Attack the armies of the deceased They mark their graves for their hearts Scars bleeding truth from my heart to the fatigued souls Caught in caulicle torment Punished for their lies My heart is filled with emotions They bring me to this where they tell the story of how they came to wait They bring my diseased spirit to its knees I see the light through the their eyes Its blinding me, and I wait to scream Scars bleeding truth from my heart to the fatigued souls Caught in caulicle torment Punished for their lies They wait in the darkness Putrid incense of decaying bodies flows out into the night My heart is filled with emotions They bring me to this where they tell the story of how they came to wait They bring my diseased spirit to its kneesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
