Kill Thy Son Songtext
von Lintworm
Kill Thy Son Songtext
This crippling despair
As I approach the river
As Azazel takes my hand
Some strange type of forgiveness
Damnation for all
No concept op reality
With blood on my hands
I am finally free
He calls to me
He speaks in tongues
Kill thy son for all to see
For all to fucking see
That all is but illusion
As I approach the river
As Azazel takes my hand
Some strange type of forgiveness
Damnation for all
No concept op reality
With blood on my hands
I am finally free
He calls to me
He speaks in tongues
Kill thy son for all to see
For all to fucking see
That all is but illusion
Writer(s): Fenne Gerets, Jef Krieckemans, Mathijs Van Goethem, Sam Meerten Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
