Aeons Of Old
Castle Of Death
Blood-covered walls in the gloom Rooms filled with putrid corpses Splattered brains on the ground Eyeballs put in their mouth Undoing expressions of the death Playing with the broken legs Rivers of blood flowing outside Bloody knifes on the table Used by the serial butcher Enter this building and smell the death Welcome in my shed I call it � castle of death� Enter and you will be dead
From Letras Mania