Creation Of Vehemence letra

Running through a horde
The only purpose here seems
To hurt everyone that i could see
And all the faces are enemies.
This is just another day
Of one day of my life
I would kill the first one on my sight
With the knife struck in his chest
Here i see all the entrails eject
Blow in the head and ruptured skull
Blood seems so beautiful when it flows
Gasping for the last breath
Buried in his own waste
Another perverted.

Antim Grahan - Letras

• 300
• Altar Of The Fallen
• Angels Eternally Burn
• Chronicles Of a Dying God
• Creation Of Vehemence
• Forever Winter
• I Bleed Hate
• In Love With Suside
• Infected
• Infected 2
• Inhuman
• Into The Forest Of Bereavement
• Putrefaction Eternity
• Serenade For The Gracious Death
• Spawns Of The Bastard Realm
• Spectral Vision
• Tearing Skin From Face
• Winter Blossom Ov Ceremonial Grief