my face I only see red, rage exploding Two knives, one mind, that hate has broken Stabbing, disfigure, knives puncture Blood gushing from their wounds
only see red, rage exploding Two knives, one mind, that hate has broken Stabbing, disfigure, knives puncture Blood gushing from their wounds Rivers run
Tulkojums: Kanibāls Corpse. Punkcija Brūču slaktiņš.
see red, rage exploding Two knives, one mind, that hate has broken Stabbing, disfigure, knives puncture Blood gushing from their wounds Rivers run deep
