Crows are circling on dangling, grey sad sky observing with precision with carrion eater scents heralds of death dark feathers your funeral dress this empty hollow mockery of green plains that once were his laugh still circle, with stench of putrid wind this empty hollow the empty prayer festering mouths let loose their last reasort curse of a prayer death for the living curse of a prayer death for the living streets of mud
Windows nailed shut heavens piss on you to flood, rot the land the gaunt bastards drag their bones of famine and disease piles of corpses, arranged in morbid postures artist, grotesque, created masterpiece In this cloud of decay soon void of human life piles ever growing stench of deah brought rats to feed festering mouths let loose their last resort curse of a prayer death for the living curse of a prayer death for the livingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
