me so cold. no one to hold. so burn this body I'm not feeling anymore. chilling, now I'm turning to stone. so burn this wretched body angel ambrace this disheveled wretch
Превод: Кризе. Бедан.
way out no way out. and you are more alive than me. no way out no way out I open my eyes to see your darkness surrounds me diseased by your own hand, wretched
control bleeds over onto all of us. At risk to harm as they indulge themselves. The floor beneath crumbles into dust. Screams of the wretched cut silent
-oh!" That's the spirit Cheer it, spat out, the fat that I consumed Knew that I was doomed since my date of birth to be the wretched of the earth, never
this shit blowed 98 platinum an' the gold I'm a dissector, 15 on the richter Yo they owe me publishin' at Elektra Don't let the Ramp wretch ya, I'm-a
thought for all the best IVY Oh what a beast was I to chide at him NADIA I just really think there's a slap there... MATT Thou, wretched boy, that
desolate, a new way of life begins anew distorted daylight, its darkness will reach the few combined catastrophe, the mindless soul dead born in the grave, a wretched
oh!" That's the spirit Cheer it, spat out, the fat that I consumed Knew that I was doomed since my date of birth to be the wretched of the earth, never
madness is lost In the depths of your pain Morbid anthems of decaying purity, cult Indoctrination's striding Moves like a nemesis Intoxication crisis Rejected neurosis Destroy the wretched
shit blowed 98 platinum an' the gold I'm a dissector, 15 on the richter Yo they owe me publishin' at Elektra Don't let the Ramp wretch ya, I'm-a catch
