Paroles de Ze Do Caixao
Spits in the face of godCast an inverted shadow
(Talons of) deprovation adorn
Bloodshot eyes
Dead as night
Ze Do Caixao
Unholy desires
A torture garden
Inside his soul
His ways are sadistic
In his quest for destiny
Womb of innocence
Defiled with his seed
Spawning a superior race
A bloodline of blasphemy
Unholy desires
A torture garden
Inside his soul
His ways are sadistic
In his quest for destiny
Womb of innocence
Defiled with his seed
Spawning a superior race
A bloodline of blasphemy
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