كلمات Corpsepaint Cavalry

Here comes the corpsepaint cavalry Spreading the words of tradegy Embrace the cold, avoid the sun Cause the march of the penguins has begun Quality sounds are what we fear Horrid production, huge atmosphere Maximum treble is all you need It must make your eardrums bleed Clad in leather, spikes and chains Impaling every fool that remains S/M-gear and PVC Are the clans noble decree Hard to breathe, I'm sweating blood Wouldn't want it any other way. The goat's head outwits me in chess And suffering keeps the masses at bay! (Chorus) Grim! Evil! Necro! We are the seeds that the cult will sow Grim! Evil! True! We're the puritan pricks through and through