Текст песни Master - Heathen
Master - Heathen слова песни
The streets and the citiesThe alleys of woeThe forces of hatredAre out of controlThe lurk in the fieldsAlone in the nightA sickly perversion, excursionThat`s not in sight(Bible passage)He travels he streetsDifferent weapons in handHe searches for victimsBefriends the demandRidding the world ofThe homeless diseaseLaughing out loudlyIgnoring their pleasVictims of the chosenHave been clearly marked and pushed asideMany body parts were frozenSimply just a waste of lifeEating the flesh of the virginsThe taste of bloodPicking the brains of desertionForever moreStabbing the hearts of the weakened societyKilling the worthless for pleasure nowRaping the dead it`s so silentA twist of fateA wave of sick violenceA question of give and takeTaxpayers earning justFeed them the deathly rowThe chair gathers dustAs they age in their cellDocumented murders oftenSkip the press and go unsolvedMorbid visions, gross divisionsMultiply the cause of deathYou fucking heathen!Go back to hell, where you fucking came from!