It seems I destroy what I have, what I've created Then could I wish what doesn't exist, doesn't exist... no more?
It has never been perfect and never will be Disdainful death I come to demand you All the life you have stolen, every piece you have taken I want it now, I wish for it now
You have chosen to be touched by these cold hands, Indeed Touched by misery, feel the doom while I embrace you I am king sadiM, blessed by infection Every thing and every being will be withered and soiled by me
While you turn your beauty to grimness I cum on your immaculate white skin As you lose your faith violently I have failed again
It seems I soil all I touch, all I've loved Then could I hate what doesn't exist, doesn't exist... no more?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
