Текст песни Phantasm - A Rotting Surprise
Phantasm - A Rotting Surprise слова песни
Mask of white dressed in blackTime has come to attackCannibal killer satan`s sonThis he is all in oneScared to death of his sightCannot run cannot fightCrazy bastard out of controlJumps on you he`s death`s patrolNails of razors cut your fleshSmell of blood it`s so freshBites your ribs crushes your lungNow your dead on a hook your strungOut for more needs his fillCrazed of mind blood he`ll spillEating his food loving the tasteBite by bite none to wasteLittle to know victim of diseaseSuffer of pain soon to deceaceKilled by his kind now he`s goneWho will last disease undoneNails of razors cut your fleshSmell of blood it`s so freshBites your ribs crushes your lungNow your dead on a hook your strung