Тексты
«Все наши песни — это истории, наполненные моей болью»
— Santor Max
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Among Your Filth
Music and words by Santor Max © 2013
Performed by Sacrarium Maestorum
I hate you Falling into raptures eager to reach your fathomless foul! I hate you clung to your tiny ego monument!
Petty momentary joys with seed of greatness rot inside...
Why ye blind ones want this light? Why ye deaf ones need this sound?
I hate your hypocrisy, mendacity, cowardice! For i've looked in the eyes of those, who are to burn alive! I hate you perfecting your art of betrayal, This little worms! This liquid filth! Fallen here - wake up!
Tear away decaying roots Sever ties your mind is bind! |