God created the angels that gave man the gift of war God also created the angels that turned your women into harlots and whores
You are mine now
Naturally I feed Upon the weak I enter their souls I make them rape and slaughter
Speaking in tongues Speaking in riddles Secrets of the unbeknownst We are many We are legion
We have infested your humble abode Swarm every corner and make this our home We are opropos
We have, no face We seek, no Grace We have nothing But evil constitution
You are a vessel For now I am you And you are mine to do with as I please You are mine nowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
