I’ll flood your mind of impurities
and corrupt your tiny soul
I’ll take control over your body
and inflict pain without a touch
I speak words that taste of *****
I’ll reconcile your fate
because my hatered is never-ending
and Death is knocking at your gates
Sep 15, 2010
Sep 15, 2010 at 2:52 PM UTC
I’ll flood your mind of impurities
and corrupt your tiny soul
I’ll take control over your body
and inflict pain without a touch
I speak words that taste of *****
I’ll reconcile your fate
because my hatered is never-ending
and Death is knocking at your gates