She’s an angel with a scorch face with wings of hatred that, that bleeds & bleeds & bleeds bleeding up split with insane grave rises up seed, her evil seed i’m standing upon her grave waiting her to wake to tear her swear lips and scream & scream & screamContinue Reading
She laid in a fodder with a half dead man torn from his limbs eaten till his veins she showered in blood gave them her poisiones lips the scars she beard was an inverted crucifix like a beast she led them inside smiled down as they laid and died herContinue Reading
Verse 1: the days are grey again .. they are pointing finger telling we shouldnt win cause fears growing in their hearts seee how they seperate and try to pick us apart so now we’r eating round the rotten parts cleching these fist and waiting to start make sure ofContinue Reading