Текст песни Slayer - Captor of Sin
Slayer - Captor of Sin слова песни
(hanneman/king)Harlots of hell spread your wingsAs I penetrate your soulFeel the fire shoot through your bodyAs I slip into your throneCast aside, do as you willI care not how you pleadSatans child now stalks the earthBorn from my demon seedHot winds of hellBurns, in my wakeDeath is what you pray,Behold, captor of sinInfernal slaves of manipulationCaptive of my viceAbandon god, the helpless oneTo relieve you of your plightSubversive action will not helpIt will strengthen meI see decline in your every moveDeath your final pleaHot winds of hellBurns, in my wakeDeath is what you pray,Behold, captor of sinYour skin turns to leatherI ignite your timid bloodYou feel my lethal touchAs I grasp your weary soulIll take you down into the fire