Crawling Horror Songtext
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Crawling Horror Songtext
The wind it wakes up, the hungry smell
Of the wild dogs
Waiting for death, carrion and blood
Already this sentenced he feels
Since you die within
The wound hurts when you heart is stimulate
The boiling blood
The whistle of the wind conspires
The death.
The whistle of the wind conspires
The death.
The Pass of every second is an eternal suffering
But today you are the host
Every second destroys you within
Approaches the crawling horror
The wind it wakes up, the hungry smell
Of the wild dogs
Waiting for death, carrion and blood
Already this sentenced he feels
Since you die within
The wound hurts when you heart is stimulate
The boiling blood
The whistle of the wind conspires
The death.
The whistle of the wind conspires
The death.
Approaches the crawling horror
The Pass of every second is an eternal suffering
But today you are the host
Every second destroys you within
Approaches the crawling horror
Of the wild dogs
Waiting for death, carrion and blood
Already this sentenced he feels
Since you die within
The wound hurts when you heart is stimulate
The boiling blood
The whistle of the wind conspires
The death.
The whistle of the wind conspires
The death.
The Pass of every second is an eternal suffering
But today you are the host
Every second destroys you within
Approaches the crawling horror
The wind it wakes up, the hungry smell
Of the wild dogs
Waiting for death, carrion and blood
Already this sentenced he feels
Since you die within
The wound hurts when you heart is stimulate
The boiling blood
The whistle of the wind conspires
The death.
The whistle of the wind conspires
The death.
Approaches the crawling horror
The Pass of every second is an eternal suffering
But today you are the host
Every second destroys you within
Approaches the crawling horror
Writer(s): Héctor Hincapié Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
