They try to force this detested status in me While I do not belong to such mystic cult Wander all alone in the woods among the wild things In search of a shelter from those foolish pricks
Then beneath the big clouds of trees there Stands a gloomy shack I enter only to discover that it's not occupied Only thing that is moving is this black strange creature It looks at me and I hear these words "Come here and take my flesh and blood"
It's impossible to resist My hunger is the controlling side I grab its legs, it screams fierce The first bite brings my spirit back
Smear feast, fluid splattered Witchcraft, the evil cultTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
