Paroles de Lunatic Of God's Creation
Lunatic Of God's CreationServants of death, enchanter of pain/From the land of no return, you'll kill again/Smear the blood on naked corpseManson.[Chorus:]Lunatic of God's creationNo resistHear the voices of devastationThere is darkness in his eyesAnd you won't see it, before you die/Feel the knife of the Lord Divine's Creation
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