I Am the Slaughter Songtext
von Psalm

All hell hath no fury
I am the slaughter
I′ll serve you cold
An orphan of my body
Your deepest end
The theft that she suffered upon your bed
A seed sown in wanting Her fruit your last
A trial by fire
I'll light the match
All hell hath no fury
I am the slaughter
I′ll serve you cold

Writer(s): Jenna Rose Graham Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com