Life's passing through my eyes, wanna catch each breath
Satan's servant calls me again, the room smells like sulfur
I am the plagues of hell, the fetid bloody marsh
I am the sepulchral triumph, the laughter of a death
This is the end of the calm before the storm
Races against time into the night
I don't deserve this life enchaine to this bed
I want to die I will return, it's time to make'em pay
My son, don't be afraid, you will have revenge
Come with me to the other heaven, my lord awaits your presence
This is the end of the calm before the storm
Races against time into the night
[Solo: Guillermo Izquierdo]
[Solo: David G. Álvarez]
There's no reason to waste a minute in this world
They will have no tomorrow, then I will rest in peace
Well done I'll take you there take my hand and fly
Leave this corpse in the morgue, you won't need it again
This is the end of the calm before the storm
Races against time into the night
From hell you're coming alive like fire spawn
Face what they've done yo you, beat 'em to death
Atskirkim faktus nuo vaizduotes. Faktas#1: svetaines atmosfera itempta. Faktas#2: lankosi daugiamete neapykanta man jauciantys zmones. Vaizduote#1: vieni nariai susimoke su kitais. Vaizduote#2: esu sekamas Vaizduote#3: laukiama mano mirties. Kas tiesa
Jei netikrumas yra geriausia ne kaltinti liga, valdzia ar ateivius visokius. Tad Einarai: ar esi pries mane susimokes; ar mane seki; ar pabrezdamas lauki mano mirties. Trys klausimai estafete. Jei bus lengviau bendraut man po to su musico nariais.
Einarai+4Blackberry, esme ne skaiciukuose, bet esme kad liga man sako jog daug gaidziu susimoke, gaidziai stebi gaidindamiesi, daug gaidziu mirties nori. Taigi toks vat nesaugumo jausmas ir itarinejimai del to. Kaip cia yra?