Impaled Nazarene Iron Fist With An Iron Will текст песни, слова песни Iron Fist With An Iron Will Impaled Nazarene
Impaled Nazarene - Iron Fist With An Iron Will
To all things dead, crawling dead
This is the counter action reaction
To all living things who should be dead
Burn their bodies, parasites
Fuck their minds, genocide
This is the tired old story of shit
About things, all of them braindead
This is renewal, perhaps a better end?
About shit that ended up digested
Burn their minds, parasites
Genocide of one of a kind
Now that we are spilling blood
Ignorants cry for God
Now that we are raping their souls
Innocents cry for more
Thus we finally came this far
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