歌词
What lying shit will be said?
Children guaranteed glory in death
Sweet and fitting, in their tombs they piss
Squandered youth for the old terror
Blood-shod
All blind
An ecstasy
In all my dreams
(These are ****ing children)
Before my helpless sight
He plunges at me
Guttering, choking, drowning
Half a million dragged through the mud
The converted terror [?] cud
Secret nobility and gilded deceit
The poison breaking an ocean of blood
His hanging face, like a devil’s sick of sin
In all my dreams
(These are ****ing children)
Before my helpless sight
He plunges at me
Guttering, choking, drowning
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In all my dreams
Before my helpless sight
He plunges at me
In all my dreams
(These are ****ing children)
Before my helpless sight
He plunges at me
Guttering, choking, drowning