Dalszövegek
Thy Serpent Wounds Of Death

Hath paid my ransom and thro' the gloom he'll see my shadow Hear my voice upon the breeze Life to death is crown or shame What glorious hands gave me wounds of death

In a cold and timeless grave buried head first in shit Praying all the while for a quick & painless death Scratching furiously at scabbed and oozing wounds

cold and timeless grave buried head first in shit Praying all the while for a quick & painless death Scratching furiously at scabbed and oozing wounds

cold and timeless grave buried head first in shit Praying all the while for a quick & painless death Scratching furiously at scabbed and oozing wounds