Feeling your cold hand Grip my shoulder Still I won't look back It's not over Choking on each breath Drawn with terror No shred of hope left No surrender
Against this death I rage I deny the grave I hope they find me with My middle fucking finger raised Fleeing from your face Bloody brother Knowing we're the same Drags me under
This is the way of all flesh This is the way of all flesh This is the way of all flesh This is the way of all... This is the way of all flesh This is the way of all flesh This is the way of all flesh This is the way of all...
Fleeing from sure fate On I stumble Driven by this pain Ceaseless struggle Death waits in each cell Closest rival Blind forces compel To survival
Against this death I rage I deny the grave I hope they find me with My middle fucking finger raised Fleeing from your face Bloody brother Knowing we're the same Drags me under
This is the way of all flesh This is the way of all flesh This is the way of all flesh This is the way of all... This is the way of all flesh This is the way of all flesh This is the way of all flesh This is the way of all, all, all... All, all, all...
Enciphered in this flesh Enciphered in this flesh Enciphered in this flesh Enciphered in this flesh Enciphered in this flesh Enciphered in this flesh This sentence spells your certain deathTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
