Paroles de Hunted

Enter when you cannot care The Church of the twisted knife Misfed - mislead Mistaken for a child Blamed and chained Still earthly wild Enter when you cannot dare The Church of the buckled life I put a hole in each ones head as they were sitting on the chairs Nevermind - I bet it fucking hurt as blood and brain ruined their t-shirt So I took the plunge - feels good now Dead in the parish of the damned I sprayed the inside red with their brains even if it made me a hunted man.