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Artiste:
Whitechapel
Titre:
Prisoner 666
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I bear the number 666 Take a look at me now I've got a vision that's sickened With a malicious intention with my decision To allow a descension into another dimension I've got a mission so malignant Endowed with a mountain's mouth The sound trembles the guts of weak men inside out Feel the vomit trickle up and swallow it back Down beneath the dirt, the fissure opens Eyes are pure white Chapels burn bright Locusts swarm the night I bear the number 666 Enshrouded by the eternal eclipse The unholy metamorphosis is a lasting change The fear-struck gods are forced to worship thy name My master, there's a man born as a bastard Claiming I am what he's after, a pastor My laughter breaks his fucking will A cowardice ghost, and a bastard son, the creator of all No, just pick one The identity crisis you have reaped Has your knees sewn to the earth, down at my feet Now I giveth and taketh away Cursed be thy name I bear the number 666 666, enshrouded by the eternal eclipse The unholy metamorphosis is a lasting change The fear-struck gods are forced to worship thy name Golden gates will rust Our dissonant songs will become what's just Boiled flesh of man Follow me down to the realm of the god damned Eyes are pure white Chapels burn bright Locusts swarm the night Rehtaf fo seil Rehtaf fo eht ssyba Ew emoc morf woleb Nepo ruoy seye gnik Reficul Redrum meht lla