The tongue of pain, A sip of blood, Delicious taste Of precious mud... The gold of sweet On gummy sculls, A smile of trash On lips of gulls. Your poisoned
Tłumaczenie: Nieśmiertelny. Tongue Of Pain.
Deathless sin Led to the place of atonement Repent through pain Slicing off proof of guilt Immortal lust Blood craving torturers revel Pain through penance
this is prophecy, the words that I speak from my lungs The severed head of John the Baptist speaking in tongues Like "Che Guevara" my soliloquies speak to a gun Paint
this is prophecy, the words that I speak from my lungs The severed head of John the Baptist speaking in tongues Like Che Guevara my soliloquies speak to a gun Pain
mankind begins to unfold the smooth breath of satan starts to spread through his lungs as he speaks with new life to the devil in tongues the chains of pain
of a satellite Resembling wrecking remnants of a 2010 soliloquy Entity, centuries from the time of man designed a plan Of a time span of seconds to an immortal Transport immortals
Bastards of a lying breed You've ruled us for too long Truth to you are lies to me And your right is so wrong Moral preached by immortal fucks All I
pain Could utter words so erudite As those she now divulged to me In throes of passions grip Indulging latent fantasies That ran forked tongues along
speak But in that fatal portrait my spirit came to life again Oh, Molly That night I made the portrait speak in evil tongue You're gonna go beyond too, may pain
Webster] Deathless sin Led to the place of atonement Repent through pain Slicing off proof of guilt Immortal lust Blood craving torturers revel Pain
would carry with it a most terrible price for the King. [Chapter 8: The Return of the Immortal] [THE ECHOES OF THE IMMORTAL:] Hearken, noble King of
slice my soul into a percentage and I knew you wouldn't recommend it, so I wrote this letter and never sent it cause my pain, is my pain never trouble
Old, My Story Left Untold" Oh Molly...Oh Molly "Mother Was Struck By This Infallible Idea If She Could Paint My Portrait I Would Remain Immortal And
the deer to a dying hind; Wordless - yet in soul so true Nameless - yet it lives in you Shapeless - like the purity of pain Lawful - when all fear is
His eyes started to burn, his blood boiled as a majestic choir spoke upon him: "Your wish is granted" He screamed in tongues unto the mighty demons, in rejoice and pain
] Deathless sin Led to the place of atonement Repent through pain Slicing off proof of guilt Immortal lust Blood craving torturers revel Pain through
