Woorden: Carnal Forge. Baptized In Fire.
We'll meet in hell, you and I
wide-open wounds since the last time
you want to be an icon
you want to be jesus christ
revenge, your blood is mine
see yourself burn to death
now look into my eyes of fire
endless pain is yet to come
Maimed, your limbs torn apart
and still you refuse a lethal-injection
you've got a knife in your throat, and a nail thru your spine
you'll be a son of god, baptized in fire
You had it coming, now your time is out
pure fucking pleasure, as I remove your face
no rush job of torture, just maximum pain
totally worn out in a few days
Maimed, your limbs torn apart
and still you refuse a lethal-injection
you've got a knife in your throat, and a nail thru your spine
you'll be a son of god, baptized in fire
Brought to you by someone below
well, I was born in hell
i'm the captor of your soul
you start losing blood, your life decays
We'll meet in hell, you and I
wide-open wounds since the last time
you want to be an icon
you want to be Jesus Christ
Maimed, your limbs torn apart
and still you refuse a lethal-injection
you've got a knife in your throat, and a nail thru your spine
you'll be a son of god, baptized in fire
Brought to you by someone below
well, I was born in hell
i'm the captor of your soul
you start losing blood, your life decays
Maimed, your limbs torn apart
and still you refuse a lethal-injection
you've got a knife in your throat, and a nail thru your spine
you'll be a son of god, baptized in fire
wide-open wounds since the last time
you want to be an icon
you want to be jesus christ
revenge, your blood is mine
see yourself burn to death
now look into my eyes of fire
endless pain is yet to come
Maimed, your limbs torn apart
and still you refuse a lethal-injection
you've got a knife in your throat, and a nail thru your spine
you'll be a son of god, baptized in fire
You had it coming, now your time is out
pure fucking pleasure, as I remove your face
no rush job of torture, just maximum pain
totally worn out in a few days
Maimed, your limbs torn apart
and still you refuse a lethal-injection
you've got a knife in your throat, and a nail thru your spine
you'll be a son of god, baptized in fire
Brought to you by someone below
well, I was born in hell
i'm the captor of your soul
you start losing blood, your life decays
We'll meet in hell, you and I
wide-open wounds since the last time
you want to be an icon
you want to be Jesus Christ
Maimed, your limbs torn apart
and still you refuse a lethal-injection
you've got a knife in your throat, and a nail thru your spine
you'll be a son of god, baptized in fire
Brought to you by someone below
well, I was born in hell
i'm the captor of your soul
you start losing blood, your life decays
Maimed, your limbs torn apart
and still you refuse a lethal-injection
you've got a knife in your throat, and a nail thru your spine
you'll be a son of god, baptized in fire
Forge, Carnal
Forge, Carnal
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