Excruciate
Sickness Hate
The limbs are like burned meat
A fallen victim with pride
The slaughter of cruel lust
Is sacreficing the unborn. Unborn
Silent winds of fear
Is rising from the tomb
Putrid stench of flesh
From dismembered corps of death
Isolations with no remorse
Executions are prevield
Cascades of this world
A destruction of carnage
The altar will take over
And the stench are putrid
Silent winds of fear
Is rising from the tomb
Putrid stench of fleash
From dismembеred corps of death
Sickness hatе
The ultimate massacre
Splattered organs
Letras de cancionesThe dead will never die
The limbs are like burned meat
A fallen victim with pride
The slaughter of cruel lust
Is sacreficing the unborn
Cascades of this world
A destruction of carnage
The altar will take over
And the stench are putrid
From Letras Mania