From your blood I gain my power With your death fear instilled You do not fuck with the way of the world Play along or be killed
You cannot be trusted with your own resource You will know it all too well Your blood will grease our treads As we drag the world to the depths of hell
Death provides
A world under threat Chaos bends to their every whim Peace on the surface Death provides for those who favour him
Sustenance an excuse For torture and enslavement Birthed into shackles Never learned what life really meant I'm entitled to your flesh You're entitled to death
Through bloodshot eyes I watch your race fall to the depths Through modern benefits of deathTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
