Testo di Judgement Ground

silence from within these walls spread the virus amongst you all embryos of apocalyptic minds - my kind nerves all twisted in a knot the little things that they forgot hatred - sweet like syrup on my tongue - so young sinking down into the deep screams will cradle them to sleep vengeance in the heart of guilty men - what then fragments of what used to be crawl in shame for all to see cut the strings - the marionette lies still - first kill