I lay trapped below, this shallow grave in the mud Where I lie nobody knows my mouth tastes like my blood I can't escape from this mound of my grave I lived my life as if death was my slave Fighting to breathe, will this be my day? Death come to take me away
I am a man, and all men must die Reaper, take my hand, wings of death we fly
Decomposing breaking down the essence of my being My life flashes, I cannot believe what I am seeing Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |