Biological War
Biological War
Nuclear War
Leprosy and Deformations
It's everything what remain to us
So
Everything that I see are bodies on the ground,
Without name,
Without face or some nation.
War, War, War, No.
Your existence depende on me
so, respects me
I'll consume your life without you to perceive,
I'll destroy without you to feel
I'll suck your existence
I'll destroy your stay
So, we'll to see who is the queen,
You fell the wheight, the misery and the discord.
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The doubt of life in your mounth,
In your lips taste of blood,
The flavor of earth
The stone Grave under summer's dun didn't heat,
Just like my soul
Compositor: Fagner Ab.synth / WellOuça estações relacionadas a Murder Industry no Vagalume.FM