Текстове на песни: Nargaroth. Prosatanica Shooting Angels. Hunting Season.
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Hunting Season.
Irrational Reason.
Spill the Blood,
of Child of God.
Dressed in white Camouflage
I entered the white
Forrest of Eden.
The Beauty denies genocide acts,
and hidden underneath white Leaf
I wait for the Shoot.
The Target in my T'scope.
With erected Cock.
Calculate the Distance.
The Trigger licks my Skin.
The Sound of Death,
tear up the Silence.
A Full Metal Jacket,
rapes the holy Flesh.
I see the Victim fall,
with me comes the Death.
But my T'scope's yet fixed,
on another Match.
Hunting Season.
Irrational Reason.
Spill the Blood,
of Child of God.
Dressed in white Camouflage
I entered the white
Forrest of Eden.
The Beauty denies genocide acts,
and hidden underneath white Leaf
I wait for the Shoot.
The Target in my T'scope.
With erected Cock.
Calculate the Distance.
The Trigger licks my Skin.
The Sound of Death,
tear up the Silence.
A Full Metal Jacket,
rapes the holy Flesh.
I see the Victim fall,
with me comes the Death.
But my T'scope's yet fixed,
on another Match.
Nargaroth
Prosatanica Shooting Angel
Nargaroth
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