Paroles de I Is The End

I Is The End I is the end cold is the hand of death when she is exorting you to follow her in the deepest foundations of the revolt i is the end of a deadly world my friend you will see one drowsy life at her last breath in her torment death grasps the spine of life breaking of her icy fingers the bones of self respect... respect... respect cold is the hand of death when she do the work for you in front of the glance of the warder's surrender suicide the end i want this end she gives her hands and i is the end