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Temporada de Asalto

8 Foot Sativa

Season For Assault

It's the season for bleeding
The season for eternal death
You were born for this reason
As I cut your lungs last breath
Overlooking I see your soul
I'll steal your thoughts
Consume your mind
Devouring. I'll fuck your brain
You can't hide from me don't run from me
I'll reach in and break your spine
Your ruptured organs feed the divine
He created your soul. your heart is mine
You can't hide from me dont run from me
The season for a lost life
Pleasure. virgins sacrifice
You'll break. it's the season for assault
The season for a lost life
Pleasure. virgins sacrifice
You'll break. it's the season for assault
I'll infect your soul with staples of hate
Don't try to save yourself from this it's too late
No-one can salvage you from your fate
You can't hide from me don't run from me
Desperate cries you scream in pain
Nobody hears you're led asstray
Broken and torn you'll obey
You can't hide from me don't run from me

Temporada de Asalto

Es la temporada de sangrar
La temporada de muerte eterna
Naciste por esta razón
Mientras corto el último aliento de tus pulmones
Observando veo tu alma
Robaré tus pensamientos
Consumiré tu mente
Devorando. Follaré tu cerebro
No puedes esconderte de mí, no huyas de mí
Meteré la mano y romperé tu columna
Tus órganos rupturados alimentan lo divino
Él creó tu alma, tu corazón es mío
No puedes esconderte de mí, no huyas de mí
La temporada de una vida perdida
Placer. sacrificio de vírgenes
Te romperás. es la temporada de asalto
La temporada de una vida perdida
Placer. sacrificio de vírgenes
Te romperás. es la temporada de asalto
Infectaré tu alma con grapas de odio
No intentes salvarte de esto, es demasiado tarde
Nadie puede salvarte de tu destino
No puedes esconderte de mí, no huyas de mí
Gritos desesperados gritas de dolor
Nadie te escucha, estás perdido
Roto y desgarrado obedecerás
No puedes esconderte de mí, no huyas de mí

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