En tiempos de Dios sobre un altar, su rostro surgio de entre tinieblas. Sembrando el terror, llevando el mal, torturas, horror, muerte y hogueras. Cobarde
baby writhing on my torture rack necrosadist your naked flesh bears His mark feel my caress
brillan en la noche, Torquemada al fondo precidiendo el acto. En nombre de Dios, matare millones inventare pecados para que no razones Torquemada no murio
Bleeding my heart I do what I can ...and the rest is the best! Trying to keep your flavour I feel like a fish in a bowl of gas!!!! I'm just a huge
Running down on the streets and I think it's all right!! Shaking on my best drink and I get she's all right 'cause I'm a babe with a glass in the hand
I'm afraid 'cause you are still the same 'cause you are sad and vain I'm a train but I will not go away you want me to show your blame? ?you'll figure
Fashion girl needs a man as I told you in vain She's your blame It's going down just on you She's the game It's going down just on you Fashion girl
Me & my cat eat the rats, Me & my cat use to swear ...Such a beast!!! Me & my cat, would you taste?!?! Me & my lads, what's new?! 'Cause anyone wants
I was drinking on with my bottle of wine ...True men aside kicking on in the meanwhile!!! Someone told me in vain "You might be a plug" Nothing can decide
I'm kicking on your shoulders 'cause you didn't tell me something Two drunken men are fighting Against the technocracy He's under me, can't you see
Who couldn't say? "I'm afraid of your mind!"? Who never gave me affection? Who wages a war of the patrol and oil ?who is in me, who is in me! Aahh ah
They told me what maybe she said She's gone towards a new solution? West and East, this is the real risk! North or South, I'm always on the run!! Maybe
And I swear stupid inquisitions hidden in my ass!! 'Cause you push me trough your special fingers, This is what I guess! And you're fine? yes I'm floating
[V. Sbriglione ? V. Verderosa] All around the known lands I see People living in blasphemy Doing obscenity laying in sodomy I must purge now, this heresy
Non ignara mali homo homini lupus, Diligite iustitiam qui iundicatis terram. "Quis, quid ubi, cur, quomodo quando?" "Quis, quid ubi, quibus auxiliis?" "
En tiempos de Dios sobre un altar, su rostro surgió de entre tinieblas. Sembrando el terror, llevando el mal, torturas, horror, muerte y hogueras
Experimentation as roadblock Let us halt the goose-stepping Of their absurd asexual revolution Please explain the fascist math equation For converting