Death Triumphant - текст песни
Death Triumphant
A cold sharpened blade Plunge through the skin. Death triumphant. Death the king
Blood on my hands. Blood on my lips I took the frail bliss of your eyes And its darker than you think...
I violate. I come at night. My great endurance of body, mind and heart
Let me take you through... A gust of wind. Torrent of rain. Blood and semen Murder is art The cold blade. The cold blade.
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