Annihilator Bloodbath текст песни, слова песни Bloodbath Annihilator
Annihilator - Bloodbath
The clouded's getting clearer, it's closer all the time
Darker, taller, bigger, all blackness under wing
Reaping holy profits from the fear of absolutely nothing
Bloodbath - no one here will miss
The stench of your abyss
Bloodbath - the blood is never yours
Whores, your followers
I hear the people coming, I hear them down the hall, hell
They're banging at my door, what do they got to sell
Everything moves slowly, I feel trapped and powerless
My body weighs a thousand pounds and I cannot confess
The door is crashing open, it's ripping from the wall
No matter what I do I seem to do nothing at all
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