Текст песни Travail - Darkness
Travail - Darkness слова песни
Christcore in effect you know what I`m saying I`m straight up slaved to Christ and man I`m not playing I`m hating the Devil to the end of this age I`m preaching the gospel boldly in the last days I take the bass and blast it out your speakers We take them eardrums and make `em a little weaker Screaming truth, raging compassion Dark Darkness surrounds you cold, lose your head, save your soul Apocalyptic vibes I`m sending out The times so close at hand without a doubt Flood waters rushing in, you`re suffocated Don`t know what`s going on, your soul emaciated Dark His destruction will overwhelm you like a hunter over the hunted You`ve got numbers on your head and numbers on your hand There`s no escape for you to the promise land As I said before, the time is close at hand Your life is washed away like the sand