Paroles de Killing With Pleasure

When I walk through the out of known Dying, crawling soldier When you're gone fear is grown When I walk through torture As the blade is, cremations dead Falling down, the screams of hate Falling nature, falling world Killing fortress, down to serve What I am dying for? Torture, killing, rest What I fell at best of all Should I ask the answer? Should you die by cancer? Creatures are coming up to fear Things are getting lesser This time, I kill you, by my hands. This time, I thrill, you now scream. When I walk through torture Suffocated, reconnected, cut together, kill with pleasure, morbid visions, stripped and strangled When I raise up the axe and my body is out of my eyes No raising, no calling, should know what I've disguised!