The congregation of the damned Gather in the serpentine sabbath In honor of their leader The great deceiver Bearing the brand, symbol of death on their head or hand Crying out the number of him who is in their command
(Six, six, six) How could you stoop so low? Didn't you know the consequence of choosing him?
His words will be silenced As his teeth hit the back of his throat I will curb stomp the devil Where the streets are paved with goldTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
