Cold seeded hate, a palace of destruction Where tired souls tremble and disintegrate Perpetuated in the essence of misery Which has been given a throne of insects, worms and slime "Praise the hidden cracks that soon will rupture the forsaken hearts at the dawn of earth's last sigh" Feel the truth embodied in the nails that are hammered in deep Sanctified, crowned a swarm of flies And the lord did so, and there came a grievous swarm of flies into the houses of the unexpected and their servants and into all the land now corrupted by reason, the ensamble of our "great" existence From oblivion to salvation, to master the arts of sin Now praise! And let this be known: To open the gates of life, implant the key of death...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
