they matched the D.N.A. from the spit on the stamp on the mailed package and the typewriter had the same characteristic markings we learn from other'
Are you having trouble finding sleep at night, Or does your lack of conscience tell you every-thing's alright, I trust your good intentions, that you
Aeons born through the prismatic chaos, the path turns in circles around the void Eternal renewal of the border we seek, sorrow bore whore, we create
Blasting the gates to the four defiled streams Columns of bodies, smoke and ashes, screams of torment Engines stroke with bodies, spiked wheels spit
God, reversal reverence Here among the ashes of this world's morality, assembled from filth the rats become lords A council of foul gods in filth we
I am the creeping chaos, rampant toward every life form The devourer of universes raging inside my bowels Planets are led astray behind me Entire worlds
from the womb engraved reeking putrid semen elevation toward the light The limpid blood of the surrounding stream frees the lumbs enforced with filth
The black procession's inexorable strides into the void The dark, endless void... So step into the void Orgiastic mass of the fallen ones liturgical
stands and claims the rights of the flesh Hear the riders hurt in the three locks of the circle I am the claws of the filth, prophesising the past Praying
Believe my lies... Scream! Babylon, reaching God falling now to the ground Men bristle upon the earth... hate and fear, God divides... (Words become
Voglio una lurida LURIDA Doc, calda come un uovo alla coque che mi faccia un elettroschok al cuore BUM BUM che con ardore mi conquisti corpo e mente
squirm As I breathe my sickness into you Lifeless... you succumb As I breed myself through you Filth injected Breeding the spawn of rot inside Filth
Ha ha hu hu Para todas las ratitas traicioneras ahi les va lo que merecen (ha, ha, hu, hu ) Chicas Ya te dije que te queria tu no comprendiste mi vida
Same old scene ? strapped up for show Yet another match ? let the good times roll Ain?t no baller in this world compares We are the champs ? start saying
Be Going Down On The River To The Sea Of Filth In The end Reborn Here And Repeat A Sin Meeting Place Of All The Things Our Great Space Called Sea Of Filth
Walk through the filth you will find me there needle hanging from my vein I own you I own your emotions i can make you love i can make you hate you
I wish California without any warning would go and start a burning tonight, I wish California would fall in the ocean and everyone would die. you understand
