They all have frozen hearts. Their souls are cold. Like sheep they skater. When truth as times erupt.
Like stabbing frozen ground. Their flesh is so cold.
Soon to be thawing. Through a carbonized resurrection.
No more blades and spikes. Now I bathe them. No more knives and chains. I just submerge them in flame.
Then fire awakens them. In cleansing defleshment. They burn so well a carbonized resurrection.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
