Blessed Are The Sick (leading The Rats) - текст песни
Blessed Are The Sick (leading The Rats)
Havahej another me born to serve To plague and moan So many years my seed condemned No free to soar!!!
Will is yours? So, creator No intend could shadow My disease... Ever lusting pain
World of sickness Blessed are we to taste This life of sin
My touch is inhumane Nocturnal beast inside Is void of light And empty shall remain
Repeat 3rd verse
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