I know that in the depths beneath Guilty are the saved. I know living through pain You will obey. you lie. Living out this day your body begins to rot. →
Face yourself in Burns with fortune. Comes with the falling rain. Peels down, racist game. Death falls, blood pours. Then we see lies pour, lies pour. Come to the falling, →
Spirits call, spirits rise. Desolate sky, spirits die. Haunting for the silence as the sickness falls within. You’ve got your strays, the mice are killed. It stems between the sick. →
Originally performed by Celtic Frost After the battle is over And the sands drunken the blood All what there remains Is the bitterness of delusion The immortality of the gods →
With the dying Rot in hell religious one [Cold fate] the chosen son Find the darkness kill the day You said you’d never cease saying We’re the cause of death →
Ha Ha. Only true, only true Obituary and Diablo D., Skinner T, wants some pleasure. Bastard cycle. Profession of a make of myself. …well with a spell…clocked in. Evil men, →
Boiling Point What no shame Broken Dreams What no shame I have come for you Since I was to die Boil to unknown sights Make believe broken dreams Broken dreams →
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