killers of the sow hidden in the bough waiting for the beast looking for a feast frozen is the plough ice storm coming down mysteries of the past they never last
(chorus)
another stiff drink another round another dead man in the ground another flesh wound winter's sup another bloodbath rip it up
(verse 2)
bearers of the blade soon they'll be repaid bleeding in the snow sever blackened toes facing down the beast praying for the heat feel the horn of hate now it's much too late memories of the past they never last
(chorus x 1)
another flesh wound winter's sup another bloodbath lick it upTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
