Paroles de Impaler Deeds

Under the thoughts, below his mind Finding himself, in true pervesion And fanatism, for himself Very selfish, burning bodies When in their homes He keeps them there Sitting on a stake Ripping the anus Bleeding the mouth He keeps them there Sitting on a stake Awaiting the scream To fulfill the scenery While he laughts Watching from his cave Meditating on his deeds Burning the ones He brings with him Sitting on a stake Ripping the anus Bleeding the mouth He keeps them there Sitting on a stake