6 acessos
Kill
Forced in to death
Ripped from limb to gutted
Thoughts from the past
Flashing in your mind until you die
What then nothing
Faith is at it's test
But now you've learned that there is nothing beyond the rot
Many still live by their blinded faiths
How long will there be these fecal minds penitence injected into spinal chords
Of the children that these bastards left behind what a great life they must live
Searching for a master they'll never find
Serving themselves upon a platter
There's only one existence of one's kind
Educate the masses
Lobotomize the weak
This is the only way we can find a peace