Father of Satan, Take My Soul! DEAAAAAAAAAATH! hate you all men!
blood runs out of your dead lips you have all got the same eyes festered stiched ones
you are all so small for me almost as small as am i for you
someday a great house of glass i will build
i will be going out of it to take a walk and shoot you
shoot you all men!
one by one slowly
you... and you... and you motherfucker
hundert hörensöhne!
but as a first i will shoot this one who is guilty of everything he is right in the middle of my skull i have got you!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
