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7 марта 24, 03:40
Dmitry MetalLord
Лирика : The Black Dahlia Murder : Nocturnal : Climactic Degradation
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Climactic Degradation
Nocturnal (2007)
The Black Dahlia Murder
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Devastate leave them weeping in your wake a family's broken dreams with
gloved hand I separate mutilate them carve them up bring them to their knees
the powers of a knife at hand if it breathes it fucking bleeds mankind end
time disgusted with this race I pluck them from the universe pawns in my
favorite game cut them all down completely randomized never a clue nor a
trace is left identity disguised I measure joy in suffering with a rope and
blade I maim humiliate these fallen souls this earth of sick disgrace
climactic degradation rapture in blood achieved suffocate them rip them rape
them make them fucking scream orgasmic mutilation on terror I do feed
annihilate this bastard race I'll make them bleed for me I'm taking you down
with me into this hell of hells stabbed in the throat sputtering blood my
need is never quelled you must stand here before me my judgement ends in
death I stand above your broken bodies face speckled in red how sweet it is
to revel in your flesh I won't stop until the last is dead
gloved hand I separate mutilate them carve them up bring them to their knees
the powers of a knife at hand if it breathes it fucking bleeds mankind end
time disgusted with this race I pluck them from the universe pawns in my
favorite game cut them all down completely randomized never a clue nor a
trace is left identity disguised I measure joy in suffering with a rope and
blade I maim humiliate these fallen souls this earth of sick disgrace
climactic degradation rapture in blood achieved suffocate them rip them rape
them make them fucking scream orgasmic mutilation on terror I do feed
annihilate this bastard race I'll make them bleed for me I'm taking you down
with me into this hell of hells stabbed in the throat sputtering blood my
need is never quelled you must stand here before me my judgement ends in
death I stand above your broken bodies face speckled in red how sweet it is
to revel in your flesh I won't stop until the last is dead
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