November
7 December 2007
Torn from your body,removed while you scream
Dissect to collet my blade now reams
Pieces of flesh lie by the side
Worn on my body or put on display
You mark your skin it gives you pleasure
I ta
Immence oceans of gore, rivers of pus, mountains of bones
Rapture, fester in filth, abnormal wealth, immenced in a world of decadence
Ecstacy in decy, engrossed in deterioration
Penchant for extrem
No mercy for what we are doing
No thought to even what we have done
We don't need to feel the sorrow
No remorse for the helpless one
War without end
No remorse No repent
We don't care what it
det slog massa gnistor om en lastbil som for förbi! det såg jättetrevligt ut ^^ haha lät som den hade punka. mettaliskt skrikande också gick de tinte så fort
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