Anno Domini Mortus
Stench Like No Other
Here on this land Storm clouds are thrown Crushed against the earth Blanketing all around Black abyss Bodies wrenched from beneath the ground Open graves Corpses unearthed Taste the fetid air Nausiating stench like no other Following a trail Trail of blood I can hardly see Carniverous hunger Flesh becomes torment Frenzied by torment Hunger driving me forth Further into the abyss Searching all around Black abyss I see my victim I chase Letras de cancionesStriving forward outward reaching Grasping But my prey steps backwards Into the gloom before me Ever out of reach
From Letras Mania