Текст песни Devilyn - Soul Snatcher
Devilyn - Soul Snatcher слова песни
You are picking crops of the actsActed and no existedTunnels to infinityGloomy, cold and wetAre Gaping like beast`s muzzleA lots of gates are openOn the edges of mind and dreamsLack of time is your the worst nightmareFeelings against instinctsSlowly dying with resistanceWhere your bodies rascalsAre going for a butcherPie after pie, for piecesStep by step to the edgeScattered in the abyss, lonelyYour fate-your choiceRapid stream of time is a transformationAgainst you and for youWhispers-answer for unknownNaked triviality of lifeShroud of darkness surrounding the souls"Dreams those small pieces of deathHow I hate you"