all other heavenly creatures Of the so-called heaven The age of the moon That should be observed by All of the true heathen blood I expect no less!!! Spill the blood
it just last night that I woke up to a snarling baby? Did I hear it right? He begged his mother, Feed me to the forest! The factory is singing us to
flesh, larger they grow Persevere through ice, wind and snow When metal beasts come crashing through the under brush Through old majestic growth To defend itself the forest
Traduction: Carpathian Forest. Verser le sang de l'Agneau.
Traduction: 3 Inches Of Blood. Forest King.
And all other heavenly creatures Of the so-called heaven The age of the moon That should be observed by All of the true heathen blood I expect no less!!! Spill the blood
Trees will make a forest Trees will make a bow These are all the harder Words you have to know If everyone's a structure Where their own savior sits Then
God / you carry the world you were born in God / turning from human to beast Hell / but nothing between... A mountain made man Of forests, blood and
What about killing fields Is there a time What about all the things That you said were yours and mine Did you ever stop to notice All the blood we've
killing fields Is there a time What about all the things That you said were yours and mine Did you ever stop to notice All the blood we've shed
about killing fields? Is there a time? What about all the things That you said were yours and mine? Did you ever stop to notice All the blood we've
fields? Is there a time? What about all the things That you said were yours and mine? Did you ever stop to notice All the blood we've shed before
the sea. Mes cousins jamais nes hantent les nuits de Duvalier. Rien n?arrete nos espirits. Guns can?t kill what soldiers can?t see. In the forest we
