Текст песни Deeds Of Flesh - Three Minute Crawlspace
Deeds Of Flesh - Three Minute Crawlspace слова песни
Trapped insideA dead nightmareBuried deepSuffocationFrantically, scratching for lightThe oxygen is getting thinJust a matter of timeBefore the air runs outYou`re doomedTry to fight, it`s what I likeSuffocationIt`s what I likeBuried byA servant of the ancient oneSoil seeps through the cracksSplit kneecaps, nails bent backThey`re brokenJust a matter of timeBefore the air runs outYou`re doomedTry to fight, it`s what I likeTrapped insideA dead nightmareBuried deepSuffocationFrantically, scratching for lightThe oxygen is getting thinThe air is getting, getting thinThree minute crawlspaceThe air is getting, getting thinThree minute crawlspace