msee the bodies drenched in pools of blood all of them dead some by their own hand seeking refuge in suicide as terror spreads throughout the land no
Early at mourning I go to the morgue I have my breakfast on a dismembered corpse Dissecting its organs whistling as I work Beholding my carnage, I delight
Oh baby, you know you missed the fight (he's a trouble maker, he's a trouble man) Alligator wrecked the bar last night (he's a trouble maker, he's a trouble
Through the folds of time I forged the way Messiah to my own and sent to slay I am the pure embodied rage Made of a million souls that dearly paid The
Rot in your burning crypts Breaking gates of life Deep earth's abyss Souls burnt to a dark crisp Bodies taken from the graves Buried under sacred dirt
i hate this past I once created. past events are all my wretched children. i hate all of my children. and I like saturn will kill and eat them all. now
Hotel of death Morbid sadist Savage death trap Lurks in the swamp Scythe in the face Chop, mutilate Blood splattering Brutal killing Thrown in the swamp
Fall in line, a race to sacrifice Blood red highs, select and televise Fall in line, a race to sacrifice Blood red highs, detract desensitize Drainin
Skin, torn from the flesh of the petrified Drenched by death and absorbed by its coagulating wood When the final nails falls into its place and the devil
Devour the living Devour the dead Divide... Divide... Divide We learn how we live when we die We learn how we live when we die Divide... MULTIPLY Divide
started with miscalculation stick to rage for your salvation how will you get on your feet you're too involved in deceit watch you die in your own
Right in my face I can't hear This body has become mutilated by fear In hunger I swallowed my tongue My touch is a mute's scream With an unctuous smile
Come forth to defile the uncreated Watching the path of ash and flame...Elysium devoured Seraphim laughing at the sigh of your suffering Consuming
[Music: Webster, Barrett] [Lyrics: Webster] Ravenous waves attack, drawn by the scent of life Fever for our blood Instinct rules this mass, ruthless
ca. Laisse toi aller et venir. Respire, construis un empire, pour ton vampire, et ne pense pas a notre devenir. Demain c'est loin. Mord... Oui, mord, et devore
devore Devore amante Amante di amo Di amo de memo De solio Sen sore eni orgare Sen so dera mesi agore Sen somiiva Vorai devore Devore amante Amante
La mangiatrice di uomini non fa distinzione tra bianco e nero ha un vangelo e la pistola e santo il cielo che differenza fa donna o diavolo l'uomo che
Te voila petite femme fatale Petite fleur tu ouvres tout grand tes petales T'es belle avec ton corps en eveille Mais fait gaffe aux rayons du soleil