Tomb - Tomb of Death Тексты

Bodies of the apocalypse
Killing all
Destroying the bureaucracy
Dishonoring us
Of our own creator
Fuck you in your tabernacle

I dont know anything more
You, me and the dead lovers' lane

His servants are equal death
Each has its way of killing
Every day
But i do not forgive your fag
I was as strong and not let me take you by