Severed Head Of State. Other. Hammering The Nails. Zeneszám

You never won, Necrophiliac
A ghastly visage of some long dead whore
You never won, You were never the victor
Despite your spoils, you never won
You never won, I?m the hammer, the hammer
I am those three sharp spikes on a vapid cross

You never won, Necrophiliac
A ghastly visage of some long dead whore
You never won, although you did whisper
Maggots into my ears, you never won
You never won, I?m the hammer, the hammer
I am those three sharp spikes on a vapid cross