and lies. We have slaved away so lifeless. With every breath a compromise. So sickened by your process and our pain. Plague by the fear of a tomorrow
Traduzione: Between The Buried And Me. L'uso di un'arma.
spot between Gates and Truth And got with the boys and did biz and got lig Re-nig and made noise like toys and kids Words around the block, the cops
children kill them and gas the casket and throw a match lit, till it burns to ashes and place the remains in a urn and smash it I'm the massive, volcanic
