Lord below, Your abysmal horrors we call forth Awaken, rise up and cleanse this earth with fire The taste of victory awaits our wicked tongues As You
lord below, your abysmal horrors we call forth awaken -- rise up and cleanse this earth with fire the taste of victory awaits our wicked tongues as you
Перевод: Черный Убийство Далия. Твое Ужас Космические.
: lord below, your abysmal horrors we call forth awaken -- rise up and cleanse this earth with fire the taste of victory awaits our wicked tongues as
Handed black flowers Lined with dead moss They release the pungent stench of disease Scorched by the sun Decayed to ashes Animated sleeves of despair
the darkening sky, your destiny shall be set You face the pain of agony, and your mortal blood shall be shed Crimson sky turns to black, wind mourns with
Across the lake of fire Through the desserts of decay The flames are burning higher In this land of death you're easy prey Black Earth Save - Our - Souls
, Black jaws drooling blasphemy, Beyond the witch-song, darkly sweet, The wyrm-horn sounds cross dagon’s mere, Shadow-gate (portal to the black pyramid
his face for a statement Cock the stainless Make his whole chest cave in (busta rhymes) Ooh, shit is changing My whole adreneline is racing Blow this nigga shit like horror
Bomb blast victim fights for life Girl thirteen attacked with knife Princess di is wearing a new dress Jet airliner shot from sky Famine horror, millions
please stay with my question What is this What is this What is this What is this What is this Not speakin' on my physical, mental or my horror I'm speakin
don't swallow And these are the rules that we 'posed to follow People pray for eternity, never see tomorrow They just, wishin the Lord would take 'em away from the horror
strapped up and ready Come and get it - it's Wheezy Whee, the hottest ever Now this fella gon' get bullets inside his sweater I'm just terror, or better yet, horror
frost Closing eyes of equinox Dimensional change - darkening skies The sphere is shackled till dusk Prophet dreams - ride the winds As black holes open
’t fathom But you flock here anyway On college money and credit cards Spend a week bullshitting yourself that it was all true, All of it… Just to watch in horror
Je vis dans la mort Massacre de porcs Je vis dans la guerre Je n'aime pas mon pere Je vis dans l'suicide Le monde est une ruine Je mange de la viande
body's made of hand grenade Girl bled to death while she was tongue-kissing a razor blade That sounds sick maybe one eday I'll write a horror Blackula
