A rotten existence. Soon to end in pain. A wait for nothing more. That carnal suffering.
This deterioration. We are born into. The hell of human flesh. To breathe and suffer.
And this cadaver earth. Will feed on our decay. And this cadaver earth. Will be reborn - humanless.
A universe. Filled of death. Life just born. To fade and die.
A universe. Filled of death. Seasens come and go. And so do I and so do you.
And this rotting place. Will feed from your flesh. And this rotting place, will birth a new day.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
