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I have been chosen For mortal art My hallow call Of sculpturing with those who die I look into your face Ornated with your blood Your eyes focus me I am aroused by what´s to come my dear Welcome to your death I´ll let you die in pain There is no escape I´ll get my artwork done Now you suffer from my hands that cut your skin Begging for a rapid death in vain My soul is frozen So is my heart Your passing, my kind of art Ripping in your flesh I like that tearing sound Painting with your blood Until i´m satisfied No, you can´t expect me to have mercy Letras de cancionesCause you´re serving for an upper purpose My soul is frozen So is my heart Your passing, my kind of art Bleed, weep, screach for me As I pierce through your eyes Blind, tied, on your back I finalize my art Bleed, weep, screach for me As I remove your eyes Blind, tied, on your back My work is done Yeah! Welcome to your death I´ll let you die in pain There is no escape I will get my artwork done Now you suffer from my hands that cut your skin Begging for a rapid death in vain My soul is frozen So is my heart Your passing, my kind of art From Letras Mania