Текст (слова) песни: Blood duster - Theatre Of The Macabre
Dance for me bitch For you will surely die What is the point of screaming No one can hear you cry You`r trapped in my hell And you will do as I say the critics they all hate me I too soon will have my day
Hacking off limbs In a bizarre torture hell
Women are my slaves And no on live to tell I put them in my cage And as cannibals they feed This twisted human wastage They are the sardu breed
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