Bloodaxe - Threshold of the Unseen Тексты

Grasp the throat
The killing of life
Bleeding the wounds
To savour the pain
Embracing the knife

I taste your sweet suffering
Hunger
To feel your breath upon my knife
Thirst
I devour your weakness
Taken

Crush your face
Into the hate i breed
Savour the flesh
My consuming need

I taste your sweet suffering
Hunger
To feel your breath upon my knife
Thirst
I devour your weakness
Taken
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