Текст песни Death - Scavenger Of Human Sorrow
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What pain will it taketo satisfy your sick appetitego in for the killalways in sight-praythe time always right-feastfeed on the pain-tastesorrow made flesh-sweetlive how you wantjust don`t feed on meif you doubt what I sayI will make you believeshallow are words from those who starvefor a dream not their own to slash and scarBig words, small mindbehind the pain you will finda scavenger of human sorrowscavengerAbstract theory the weapon of choiceused by a scavenger of human sorrowscavenger.(Solo Schuldiner / Hamm)So you have traveled far across the seato spread your written brand of misery.