Текст песни RIGOR MORTIS - Vampire
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Текст песни RIGOR MORTIS - Vampire
Black is the night full is the moonPicking the flesh from my teethThe thick fog rises midnight is soonProwling the streets stalking for meat as the necrophiliacYou cannot hide because I will find youAnd you will rotApproaching my victim I make my advance( )My eyes have her entrancedWith hands cold as death and skin white as boneFangs are injected draining her blood the whore lies in painWith ripped out tendons and the marks of hellShe will rotThe thick fog is rising up to the moonThe coffin opensI am the one who rises from the graveTo drink the blood of the livingFeeding the maggots leftover flesh