Testo di Dreams Of The Damned

I don't need disciples, Got no words to say. No need for information. I stand for the killing game. Rape is my religion, I'm a son of dirt and waste. No good or evil graced my soul, No one remembers my name. Dreams of the damned. Dreams of a whore. If there's no forgiveness, Your sufferings, can be ignored Dreams of the damned. Dreams of a whore. The futures far behind you, Getting better almost tame. And the force still whisper, Those words of peace and blame. That innocence i touched before, It steers and it swim. Once this shed with far too many, Another void is filled. Dreams of the damned. Dreams of a whore. If there's no forgiveness, Your sufferings can be ignored. Dreams of the damned. Dreams of a whore. If there's no forgiveness, Your sufferings can be ignored. Dreams of the damned. Dreams of a whore. Dreams of the damned. Dreams of a whore. If there's no forgiveness, Your sufferings can be ignored. Dreams of the damned. Dreams of a whore. Dreams of the damned. Dreams of a whore. If there's no forgiveness, Your sufferings can be ignored. Dreams of the damned. Dreams of a whore.