I see the grass growing high
From your grave, sweet God
See the dark light from the sky
Eating my blood from inside
See the fire torches laughing
Of my face, as old as time
See the worms inside me eating
With a very crazy mime
Soon, soon, oh yeah, soon
On the sky goes up full moon
I will go deep in the ground
Then I'll growl with crazy sound
Throw my scull into your head
Kill you with an awsome hit
Eat your brain with chilly ketchup
Put at storage your fresh meat
Tolerance..... pleease.. tolerance....
vineri, 20 februarie 2009
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