Land made of ice, Slow path of lust, Freezing the will, Starting to peal.
Large block of ice, rotten and still.
I hate this world as much as you, I hope you die so I can get thru. My blood is thick and full of rage, Boiling like I was in a cage.
My mind is already away, Your eyes look horribly afraid, Heart pumping and those knees shaking, Run and hide, it won't be boring.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.