Bolt Thrower
Prophet Of Hatred
Restless sky the time has comeTurn up your brain you body feels numbMessed[?] in uncerainty what you have becomeTwisting your mind it's only just begun[....]Resistence[...] from fatality[...]of your Destiny[...]Lost[...] tasted sweetTerror my hatred is completeDevour, your soul now he has won[...]begun[...]you can[...][...]Sacrifice the blood of a thousands souls[...]the life I will saveAs death shall be what remainsYou shall have my remorse[...]To control the downfall of man[...]insane[...][...]what is saved
From Letras Mania