born in a mortuary, cold and alone Gray with empty eyes. followers bow around him, feed the fire cunt slaves praising the empty skies
wandering through annihilation gray cloak dooms all of life they hide behind a promise with no possibility of proof
wandering follow desperation gospel song turns to screams fuck a savior, save yourself
as the water melts, to sand freezes into stone but the constant, bleeding constant, save yourself from this wandering sonTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
