World Funeral

Loving the dead A torso, a hand or a severed head The cemetery girls don't say no to their fate When their bodies gets too rotten Their skeletons do great Lurking in the shadows with you on my mind I'm engulfed by your beauty: I'm a man who's gone bl

Rush that fills my head when I Hunt you down to kill you Pain-that I will inflicts this is what I do and what I love Hate-that I feel for you And all that stand beside you Suffering that you'll be put thought prepare To die in pain I will cut your th