Dead Head Waste Of Skin текст песни, слова песни Waste Of Skin Dead Head
Dead Head - Waste Of Skin
Live through the blessings of hell
Will we still be prepared for the fire
Or will we pine away, in our self-chosen cell
I will be damned
Hear the terror
Now be silent while terror is rising
Our numbers have caused the decay
Blessed be the torrent of children
They won't be a part, of the earth anyway
Legions of terror
Allow them to rise
Dark days are coming
Oceans to ice
Waste of skin
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