P.U.S. - Dogs Of Hell Тексты

See the time, like a fuse
Very short, burning fast

God of hell, reigns in fire
Christ cries, the world dies

Dogs of hell, prepare to battle
And you prepare to die

Your souls go straight to hell
Your corpses start to smell

Blasphemy and torment
Are free to sin
The unborn promises death
The end of the world will begin

We laugh, with lucifer
'coz from him, you run...

dogs of hell...
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