Seven19 歌词

From the flesh carved holes blood paints the ground The last gasps of air the child takes screaming Peace in the eyes of a mother bringing the knife down The life she made, so easily she takes away Tell me - tell me Show me - show me Teach me - teach me Just how Easily... The murdered speak little With eyes wide open Blood pooling in motionless flesh Death comes easy for those who don't value living The stench of those forgotten Frozen in unimaginable form Never fresh, decomposing The souls wells exposed Epitomite of gore and sickness, sickened mind of horror The lust for death, their last breath, you want nothing more Thoughts plagued with endless darkness, ghastly every one The dead, The blood, The filth, your favors have been done Tell me all you have seen Horrors Sickness Gore Epitomite I have seen the horrors you speak of I have seen the sickness it brings I have seen the gore you lust for For I am SEVEN19