Текст песни Stoatmakker - Death
Stoatmakker - Death слова песни
::wind, hammering, talking, and machine noises::(Conversation:So what are you doing here?Nothing really, just looking for a little peace.You have come to the wrong place.No, put that down, no!)Yes I know you are with meYeah you always creep beside meSo shove it you, loserYou stupid abuserI don`t want you anywhere close to meKnocking on my door at midnightI flee from your agony every nightNow up yours, you loserYou stupid abuserI don`t want you ruining my nightI broke the scythe of the grimmest of the grimAnd I through all of the pain back at himThe reaper of lost souls, the farmer of the deadNow has one less worry in his headSouls break loose!Souls break loose!Yes I know you are with meYeah you always creep beside meSo screw you, loserYou stupid abuserI don`t want you anywhere close to meI broke the scythe of the grimmest of the grimAnd I through all of the pain back at himThe reaper of lost souls, the farmer of the deadNow has one less worry in his headSouls break loose!Souls break loose!