Chandaal Shaitaan, PGA Chandaal Shaitaan, twisted minds Grotesque, sick, vile acts Twisted words inducing humor
Brainstorm going through everyone's head Smoking, drinking, tapping, pulling our beloved We share our morbid thoughts gathered at the tower We have the rage, aggression & the power We are what we are, our own lords Nihilistic thoughts embedded within us Shaitaan Chandaal, PGA are we You'll thus suffer now we're free!!!
We detest holy stones Leave your beliefs to rot alone We are your worst nightmare We'll be the ones you'll fear
Butchery embodied in the brain Craving bodies for satiation You're lured by morbid plans Now you're under sadistic hands
Oppressed thoughts explode Sanity corrodes Asphyxiate your breath You pray for death
Smashing your head You're still not dead yet Your fear motivates Your blood makes us salivate
Repeatedly you're stabbed No screams you're gagged Adrenaline's pumping hard Surrounded by brutal guards
Blood drenches - sliced incision Outburst of gore – DissectionTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
