Tytuł: God of emptiness

• Wykonawca: Napalm Death
• Wyświetleń: 222

  
   Lies - And you fill their souls
  With all oppressions of this world
  And all the glory you receive
  So, What makes you supreme?
  Lies - and your crown is falling
  I offer fantasy
  And you, Creator,
  Blind with envy
  
  So let the children come to me
  Their mother loves me, so shall they
  Woman, bleeding, ate my gifts
  Man was close behind
  Just like a snake I'm slithering
  Thru my world divine
  And like the cat I'm stalking
  I'll take your soul and You'll
  Be like me
  In emptiness, free
  
  Just bow to me faithfully
  Bow to me splendidly