Banshee کے بول

You defile childrens lifes Brute force instead of love Your hands are drechend in blood Disgusting fantasies Statutory rape! I make your hear the banshees elegy She heralds your dissolution Loathsome bottom-feeder Desecration of a young body Cold rage in your eyes You steal the innocence A broken child remains It disires to die Dressed in in snow white burial gown When she appears you have to die The day will come and i will scream rejoice and i will dnace on your fuckin grave! The cathy tune of her elegy The voices of your victims Will never leave your fuckin head I hope the drive you insane