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Misanthrophi - Outburst текст песни

Исполнитель: Misanthrophi

альбом: Outburst


Your face on my fist, A pleasure to me
By breaking your bones, The taste of your blood
Is making me sick
Authentic hate, There's no escape
From the maze, Of my inner rage
I'll eat your soul away!
Trust no one! Fear no one! Expect no one!
My hands destroy – Break you in two parts, two particles
Ripping your wounds – No chance to pout, to apart this pain
You shall not find – Thou path to pass away
High on misanthropy – Your face to pound to pacify my mind
I spit you out, As I see you crawl
My boot on your neck, How sweet it breaks
There'll be no trace of you!
The bowels exposed, Devoured by dogs
My outburst crowned With your head on my wall
There'll be no peace for you!
Trust no one! Fear no one! Expect no one!
My hands destroy – Break you in two parts, two particles
Ripping your wounds – No chance to pout, to apart this pain
You shall not find – Thou path to pass away
High on misanthropy – Your face to pound to pacify my mind
My hands destroy – Break you in two parts, two particles
Ripping your wounds – No chance to pout, to apart this pain
You shall not find – Thou path to pass away
High on misanthropy – Your face to pound to pacify my mind
Trust no one! Fear no one! Expect no one!

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