Back in the fields we were fighting I was cursed to condemnation A bullet left me down crawling I'm the one to pay war's corruption
Feel the wrath of torturer He brinks the hell on earth
The sadist prepares his bloody razors Freaking out from his evil face The blade meets my flesh my blood is falling Still i stand, but not for too long
In the room of my damnation My blood against the wall Executioner forced me to betray Guinea pig in hands of madman
Feel the wrath of torturer He brinks the hell on earth
The sadist prepares his bloody razors Freaking out from his evil face The blade meets my flesh my blood is falling Still i stand, but not for too long
Locked in the sadistic torture chamber Thousands of deadly bits of iron fragments I have seen too much of violent death I have tasted too much of my own fear
The sadist prepares his bloody razors Freaking out from his evil face The blade meets my flesh my blood is falling Still i stand, but not for too longTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
