How faces change like the seasons, and how I miss your spring. I tried to sleep through winter, but dead roses still have thorns. Up in flames you seemed
up high And wash us away Like innocence and childbirth You look just like your mother And you look just like your father Forgive him, our father Your son is smiling So lay roses
wash us away. We still have got each other. You look just like your mother. You look just like your father. Forgive me, my father, The sun is smiling, So let roses
I feel the ground before my feet. Its wretched dirt. The wind encased with every dying breath of blood thirst. I've touched the hand of god and crushed
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Waken upon thee. Your mouth fills with dirt. Tortured and you scream. Your veins begin to squirt. Splitting of your spine. The neck will start flush.
Die on this day Last breath to curse the skies No one to hear you I feel you struggle to survive The pulse is faintly there. You're barely alive Undeniable
Rot. Kill. Mutilate. Strip the bodies flesh, Now beg. Look into my eyes and pray. I am the creator of your grave. Flames are burning through. The skulls
When the hour is struck, the dead will rise. They'll dig up from below, they'll feed tonight. Terror through the streets, hunting for the weak. They shall
I'm back for blood. And the flesh, which I'll consume. Your body's tied up in a room, Where you'll take your last fucking breath. Your cries are piercing
Kill! Carving your skin, removing traces of flesh. Ripping through your guts, the knife comes back again. Shattered faces longing for the end. Don't waste
Crucify. Kill. Rot [x10]
Crush in your face Smash up your teeth I want you dead I just want to see your blood As you suffer You bleed to death Your skull is fractured Face is
You scream for your god, but all you see is me. Try to claw all you want, there's no escaping thee. Draw the blade from its sheath, hollowing your insides
We will see the fall of mankind No one can ever save us Death to all the sinners And the good will be set free Blood runs trhough the streets People
I want you dead No longer breathing Suffering in blood Die! Feel my pain Choke on your words I have no remorse I want you dead No longer breathing Suffering
