Текст (слова) песни: God dethroned - The Art Of Immolation
Do you feel the jaws of my bastardsword when I stab you in the back? Frost in your spine, immunes you from all pain into a peaceful sleep Spots of black and blue, dance before your eyes, you`re not hypnotized you`re just dead The blade of my sword seperates the bones in your back and in your neck The art of immolation I am Jack. I bring you to the land of the dead You can`t believe it, when you see me, but it`s really me, believe me Yes. I am Jack. I bring you to the land of the dead. Take my hand and I`ll take your miserable fucking life Slaughtered, you`re just slaughtered. you dare not to resist me slaughtered, you`re just slaughtered You feeble mortal worm The art of immolation (lead - Henri) Do you feel the jaws of my bastardsword when I stab you in the back? Frost in your spine, immunes you from all pain into a peaceful sleep You fail to scream for your breath is cut away from your throat just like your head
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