Paroles de Tortured Skull

Raging vultures approaching the clearing Forbidden from cultures and ground Striking to kill with power and glory It's pain within pleasure they've found Their fingertips drip with the blood of the foe But grinning, enjoying the sight They slash opposition for minding metallics And scream for their pride and their rights Hammer the walls with the front of your skull Pound ancient stone 'til you tear down the wall Find he who rules and imprisons us all Search forever and find no one at all,