RealMusic
17 лет

Post Scriptum

3:09
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Лицензия
Альбом
Demo
Студия
President Studio
Текст
Let them rule your empty souls!
Darkness, vacuum, devastation -
May your rotten brains
Be smashed by someone insane!
Let no seed grow to life
Inside your festering cores!
And your hands, that steal, not knowing shame -
Let them burn in growing flames.

May you trade on the blood of your idols from the skies!
May you sing the saddest songs till your end arrives!
May lobotomy be your cure, salvation,
And your life - a long humilitation!

May the Earth dry and die wherever you roam
May your lands from the beginning to the end
Be stubble fields and marshlands.
May the water turns to dust with your every touch
May this deed be your last,
Before you shrink and sink into the past.