Excruciating suffering For the loss of loved ones Like when your house keys got lost Or a blind man helps you to find the road
Hey, an evening show Takes noble oath To spot these creatures... ...But don't give a fuck!
Insignificant existence He was the worst of this world All gathered here looking for him But no one knows that he's gone Still I can smell the stench of his blood His face eaten by worms They will never find out Because lies deep underground
Escape the struggles of hard working day Watching their eyes full of pain Satanism victims increasing with fear Suicide's no excuse anymore, Women are crying like lullaby My sleep shall be sweet an' sane Relaxing vision of sorrow upset Inquisitors burst on the stage
Who Saw If He's Dead or He's Alive? Who Saw Him? Body Parts the Killer Hides? Who Saw Him?
Afflicted mothers with axes in hands Scream for revenge with disgust People so brainwashed couldn't realize I've been his butcher of trust Don't understand how they came to suspect But want to force me confess, so We'll play with this jigsaw of missing pieces Alone in the park of the dark
Who Saw If He's Dead or He's Alive? Who Saw Him? Body Parts the Killer Hides? Who Saw Him?
Will I face the flames of truth If they discover a proof? Drawn and quartered by the hands Of doom
Just before my pyre eyelids I raise Deceived by the slumber of a tired mind Dreadful obsessions had come to life Back inside my room, it's over nowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
