6 acessos
Roll the dice and we pray, won't tolerate the weak today
No concerns for living things, the sun turns black pendulum swings
Alone I stalk in the dark, passed out from the smoke
Final wish is here to stay, killing soldiers made of clay
Death factory
Suffer all your sons suffer 'til they're dead and gone
Murder all you saints murder 'til you're dead and gone
Life for a life if that's your claim
None of you will be seen again
Frozen in time as we drain
The life blood out your fucking veins
Suffer all your sons murder all your saints
Roll the dice and we pray, won't tolerate the weak today
No concerns for living things, the sun turns black pendulum swings
Death factory
Suffer all your sons suffer 'til they're dead and gone
Murder all your saints murder 'til you're dead and gone