Paroles de Cripple God

I, author of strife Spread ashen wings Mad avian glare Sharpen both talon and break Simplify to Modify to Amplify to Carry them to war Heave, hordes Bring me their heads on a plate Heave, hordes Lord of their doom and their fate I, shepherd of fools Congress of goats Fell masses bleat With lust for black blood I will carry them to war Simplify to Modify to Amplify to Carry them to war Heave, hordes Bring me their heads on a plate Heave, hordes Lord of their doom and their fate I will carry them to war