Acheron Inner Beasts текст песни, слова песни Inner Beasts Acheron
Acheron - Inner Beasts
Are the deadly tendencies of a morbid kind
No pity or emotion, the inner beasts within
Horror of reality, its the awakening
Unleashed unto man, like a new disease
Only love and kindness is what will now cease
Denying what is good, as evil starts to rise
While in the heavens, Jesus now cries
Visions of chaos placed upon this world
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