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Kishore Kumar Hits — Spite - The Son Of Dawn текст песни

Исполнитель: Spite

альбом: Dedication To Flesh

Cast down your light
Recite your passages
Say a prayer for me and I will defy it
I am the end of all
I am hell incarnate
Now set it off
I, reject your name and all its sanctity
Ice Christ
I, the fallen star, the reject son
I am hell incarnate
Here to pull you under
Sabotage the rapture
Callous and cold under my rule of misanthropy and terror
No forgiveness
Invert the crosses
Body and blood reduced to maggots and shit
I am the end of all
Pull you underneath the dirt
No forgiveness
I lack the empathy
My interest lies more in the faces of your agony
No forgiveness
I have no sympathy
Grab your neck and fucking squeeze until you suffocate
Cast down your light
Recite your passages
Say a prayer for me and I will defy it
I am the end of all
I am Hell incarnate
Here to pull you down
Pry open their jaws, and sever their tongues
Pull their heads back, let them choke on the muck
No forgiveness
Wretched fucking disease
Cut their wings and watch them squirm
How they fucking disgust me, yeah
Aren't you familiar?
Slaughtering the opposition
Self justified sanctimonious ways
You will reap what you fucking sow
No forgiveness
Wretched fucking disease
Grab your neck, and fucking squeeze until you suffocate

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