Celtefog - Rats

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Группа: Celtefog
Альбом: Deliverance
Год: 2014
Страна: Греция

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Greetings from the eternal black
Of the shadows from the past
to all of you. Human trash
May the curse will fall upon you, rats.

Murderd souls corrupted by.
Shut mouths talking nonsense
Choped off hands that asking.
Pull out all the jealous eyes.

For every frozen heart I have a nail.
A hot iron to pearce the evil.
Not tolerate any motherfucker.
I need no rats beside me

I’ve builted my world,
As I want it to be
I’ve become stronger
and stepped on the neck of misery

The next deceiver will be my toy
Like the cat and mouse-will be pestered
With hatred and pleasure
And finally a blow to the soul.
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