Walking like a dead his blood boils cold his pace is quick but his steps are old his prey is young and it's soul is pure and if it fights is nothing new but it got to be too much then the kid was dead something snapped cause he lost his head one was not enough he wanted more one and one and one lost track by the count of four
Scream he walks free again hate hang him high or let him fry
We want them dead the kiss of death
Lies he controls and manipulates why in his head his love is great sick to the core but kids don't score like a shark that tastes blood wants more and the tears fall silent to the floor
When the face of love is the face of pain...
Did you see the news today something's wrong did you know did they say smell the shit you breathe and taste the crap you eat close your eyes the crime satisfies you ask me do you believeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
