the beeing in offence deep inside your brain
under belfry - down the stairs
spell the suicide along the demos of hate
stranger... stranger... stranger... possess...
stranger in your brain I burn in hell
in outside of nightmare...
come my little child its time to die!
in outside of nightmare
waiting for another split
never... never... never... never... never...
never forget the pride of tear
the pride of suicide...
black religion in west of babylon
deep inside your brain,
waiting for another split, recept of demons
follow the law of conjuration
black religion... black religion in west...
indication down the stairs
behind my spellbound
now its time to go to holy...
come, come, come my little child...
come, come, come my little child...
come my little child, its time to die...
in outside of nightmare
waiting for another split
never... never... never...
no way to never forget your pain
black religion in west of babylon...
come... forever...
now its time to die my little child
come to exit, come to freedom...
come to exit, come to freedom...
come to exit, come to freedom...
come to exit, come to freedom...
now its time to die my little child! |