Paroles de Violent Obsession

Nothing can touch me As I walk through the wastelands The path of suffering Where everything is damned I am the soul collector Hunting human prey I feed upon their cries Death will come my way Master of decay Skulls and bones Violent obsession I march alone I can feel their pain They'll never be free Victims of a thousand wars Their souls live in me Stench of blood in the air From north to south Rotting bodies at my feet Dust fills my hungry mouth Master of decay Skulls and bones Violent obsession I march alone Dirty wounds Filthy flesh Ride the warhead I am son of death Master of decay Skulls and bones Violent obsession I march alone