It comes from the depths
of a place unknown to the
keeper of dreams.
If it could then it would steal
the sun and the moon from the sky;
beware!
Human at sight,
monster at heart,
Don't let it inside;
it could tear you right apart!
No guilt, it feeds in plain sight.
Spirit crusher!
Stay strong and hold on tight.
Spirit crusher!
Speaking in killing words,
the vicious kind that crush and ****
No mercy, its pleasure:
to taste the blood.
That's it, blood.
When it's time to feed,
to fulfill the need to consume a breath,
some will rise standing tall
breathing out all the breath from
the voice of a Soul.
Human at sight,
monster at heart.
Don't let it inside,
it would tear you right apart!
No guilt, it feeds in plain sight.
Spirit crusher!
Stay strong and hold on tight.
Spirit crusher!
Speaking in killing words;
the vicious kind that crush and ****
No mercy, its pleasure to taste
the blood!
Jan 29, 2014
Jan 29, 2014 at 1:27 PM UTC
It comes from the depths
of a place unknown to the
keeper of dreams.
If it could then it would steal
the sun and the moon from the sky;
beware!
Human at sight,
monster at heart,
Don't let it inside;
it could tear you right apart!
No guilt, it feeds in plain sight.
Spirit crusher!
Stay strong and hold on tight.
Spirit crusher!
Speaking in killing words,
the vicious kind that crush and ****
No mercy, its pleasure:
to taste the blood.
That's it, blood.
When it's time to feed,
to fulfill the need to consume a breath,
some will rise standing tall
breathing out all the breath from
the voice of a Soul.
Human at sight,
monster at heart.
Don't let it inside,
it would tear you right apart!
No guilt, it feeds in plain sight.
Spirit crusher!
Stay strong and hold on tight.
Spirit crusher!
Speaking in killing words;
the vicious kind that crush and ****
No mercy, its pleasure to taste
the blood!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KOXLc3rmK10
Song by the band Death;
written by Chuck Schuldiner
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