desire Give me pain and thou fire THE CURSED MAYHEM Reborn from pain and hatred Breeding the new eaon of the beast THE CURSED MAYHEM Doglord and dragonbull
Little acts, little deeds for little minds I'm a breed, I'm a breed of my own kind Attitude, gratitude, I let that shit carry me And do it every day until
and round and sometimes you just fall down and fall flat on the ground sometimes life is like a pile of shit but one thing that stays the same is the mayhem
Hey there, tiny wench My perpetual serf Put stew in a pot Bring water for the guest Before we part Before your neck is broken You strike first Son of
[Lil' Rob] Hey Wuz Up, Lil' Rob and Shadow The Mayhem Click Comin' at you once again, let the Mayhem begin [Mr. Shadow] Que Hubole 2-0-3 otravez en
I remember the future A new beginning of time
For everything around me i experience is cold and dead The blood of others is of a colder substance and taste Therefore i must spill and serve The blood
Where I came from?I must return No more, nothing left to do No other mission Weak and devastated The strength had gone Don?t want to know more Don?t
The bloody history from the past Deceased humans now forgotten An age of legends and fear A time now so distant Less numbered as they were Their lives
Pillars supporting sky crumble Sun moon the stars pour down Rivers and oceans rush where the earth sinks Great conflagration quenched by raging flood
The sweet smell of warm blood, It fills the air Your fucking guts Splattered everywhere Ghoul!!!! The suffocating stench Of corpses putrefying, I love
In these nights of Magic Where the great pain is obscured By the fantasy dragon made real By the powers of lingering trauma I looked beyond the dawn of
They speak... In the garden of the prophet Divine madness... The order of the cosmic immoral For what is humanity If not forlorn And crawling to my hands
In the century where man dies We the huntress of the hollow hills Must put ourselves above pity Above self deception as law We must be again as once were
[l: Maniac] I am the key of dark passion I drink my blood, I eat my flesh A serpent kiss I give to woman A voyage through vortex scapes. Serpent of
All the stars in the North are dead now All hte morals of wasted human...Debris Walk with me into the night Do not remove the cobwebs or war clinging
Violent torture, Death has arrived, Armageddon, Terror and fright, Bleeding corpses, Rotting decay Anarchy, Violent torture, Antichrist, Lucifer, Son
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