Dismember I Saw Them Die текст песни, слова песни I Saw Them Die Dismember
Dismember - I Saw Them Die
No limit, no number too high
To commit the sickest of crimes
Homicidal enjoyment,
Afrenzied lust to kill
Something they never understood
I crave blood
Incursion
Twist of the knife
Internal adjustment
Mortal flesh impaled
I saw them die
All empty of their life
I'll be thy master
Your sinful messiah
Evil incarnate
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