Burial awaits A lifeless being in front of me Reflect before devouring this catch
Wings of the dead Dark faded eyes I see a face that will never arise
Cold-blooded friend Ritualistic sacrifice Unknowingly a saviour here tonight
The sky roars in angst Slowly to taste, I drink the fluids of the dead
Judged with leering eyes Thinking of the kill No matter what this flesh already died
Wings of the dead Dark faded eyes A ravaged flesh collector delving inside
I have waited so long Now feast on the fluids of the deadTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
