The warlords of mayhem. Rises out of cursed soil. Deceived ignorant men. Become the pawns of flesh and blood. Violate Dominate. Slaughter and exterminate.
I never said those things you buried. Of all the liars you'll be so cynical. The modern angel's so hard to come by. I hate to touch your stinking cur.
Let's go swimming in a genecide. . This is the house of pain. This is a suicidal rapture. This is corrosion. This is commotion. . This is the house of pain.
Turning me. My conscience is calling me. It wants to shake the beast. The snake is twisting,. My thoughts into needling extremities. . Reaction breaks me into fractions.