Consuming the remnants of left-behind Insignificant fate-based shit of life Born to catastrophe, pulled upon atrophy Energized beyond the cowards that resisted overthrowing their lord Dead by false assumptions and prospected fate The head of messiah The fractured organ of lamb Weaving the cold grip The cold bite of winter The thick fluid of blood Gripping your throat, listening to your last muffled gasps Living and sane, but easily fueled by death and drunk with power I wield an axe, chopping at your limbs Now I watch your whole body fall into a bloody gibbed pile Disgusting insides of a human, you were meant to die I want your coprse dragged to the slab of the other 22 I killed yesterday Insinificant and in-search for a non-existent power It's a pity your journey ends hereTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
