كلمات Evil Rise

- EVIL RISE - Hate growing up Evil rising between flowers Death and love both have the same thing Invading every pure soul When I die my soul will mean nothing When my blood dries my words will mean something Printed in my tomb Sodomy, lust in my mouth The sweet taste of sin Never return to grave is my tragedy Lost in pleasure is my destiny Returning to the same dust I came from The lands of hell Reborn from the eternal substance Living in shadows