Текст песни Death Reality - Killing With Pleasure
Death Reality - Killing With Pleasure слова песни
When I walk through the out of knownDying, crawling soldierWhen you`re gone fear is grownWhen I walk through tortureAs the blade is, cremations deadFalling down, the screams of hateFalling nature, falling worldKilling fortress, down to serveWhat I am dying for?Torture, killing, restWhat I fell at best of allShould I ask the answer?Should you die by cancer?Creatures are coming up to fearThings are getting lesserThis time, I kill you, by my hands.This time, I thrill, you now scream.When I walk through tortureSuffocated, reconnected, cut together, kill with pleasure, morbid visions, stripped and strangledWhen I raise up the axe and my body is out of my eyesNo raising, no calling, should know what I`ve disguised!