Slaughter of the soul
Never again
On your forcefed illusions to choke
You feed off my pain
Feed off my life
There won't be another dawn
We will reap as we have sown
Always the same
My tired eyes have seen enough
Of all of your lies
My hate is blind
There won't be another dawn
We will read as we have sewn
Slaughter of the soul
Suicidal final art
Children - born of sin
Tear your soul apart
Always the same
My tired eyes have seen enough
Of all of your lies
My hate is blind
There won't be another dawn
We will read as we have sewn
Slaughter of the soul
Suicidal final art
Children - born of sin
Tear your soul apart
Skazali goscia na smierc. Jednak byl tak gruby, z sie nie miescil na krzesle elektrycznym. Zarzadzili diete. Po tygodniu o chlebie i wodzie - koles zamiast schudnac, przytyl 10 kilo. Na krzeslo nijak sie nie miesci. Zarzadzili tylko wode - znow przytyl 10 kg. Postanowili nic mu nie dawac. Kolo zamiast chudnac, poprawil sie o 10 kg.
- Co jest, kurde? Czemu nie chudniesz?
- Jakos nie mam motywacji...
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