It plays with my throat, shuts up to the phantom that there is within my, removes to the catastrophe that is there, Savage, savage, savage, savage! Eyes that do not see, heart that requests it, hand that acts, body that wishes it, Savage, savage, savage, savage! Separating it of the wall of my neck, killing the nerves of my body, Before or depues I will finish crazy, Savage! All, I, your, we are slaves of the pain… but I… am it of the Metal!

Por MetalRazor
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