Animus Mortis - Desolate 歌词

Sighting my recitals on the rites of vice
Perverting Virtue
Enslaving grace
Behind the glittering mask of pride
Saving face finding thorns to pierce His side

Desire, the fire
Spread hell throughout my soul
And higher the wire
The more I sought control...
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