Paroles de Soul Bleeder

Possessed my mind controlled By torturous dark entertees Demons of black contort my Soul in my own home They speak these words with Pudrid dialogs of mysery My veins begin to burst So morbidly deformed Taking of this flesh Taking of the soul and all its existence Destroy We are the chosen ones The torturous dark entertees Demons of black we do not care For the grace of God This sorcery, diseased With contorted brutality We are the ones breakers of the soul Horders of your nightmares twisting You will sucum but not for long Can you feel your bady crippling