Crown of Aggression piosenki

I wish I was dead, But know one will ever know. My Anatomy, My Blasphemy No more, will I, messiah, messiah, I was a believer, believer, My God, betrayal, liar, liar. The anatomy of blasphemy, Is more than you can see, Its bigger than me,...

In a circle of stars In the afterglow of the last war Do you hear the voice? Nothing but demon ashes remained You lost everything you believed But me the reconstructionist the voice All paranoia of rotting drugs What could be Satan himself? One...

Too many puppies are being shot in the dark. Too many puppies are trained not to bark. At the sight of blood that must be spille dso that We may maintain our oil fields. Too many puppies Too many puppies are taught to heal. Too many puppies are trained t...