Paroles de With God's help

As my eyes are eaten By clear Moon light Stale air Suffocate the breathe Itching fear Growing with my bloodbeat Morbid voices in my ears Sucking me in emptiness Laughing voices of God's angels Make me leave this world behind Now I've got some things to do I have to lost my holiness I'll cut your life With my ritual knife Open your stomach And watch How you'll choke With your own blood