Текст песни
Limbs crushed And one with the earth. Glass eyes Witness tragedy. Battlefield, Equipment and bullets Came to kill every last one Around me. My craft is to be put to death. Thrice mine is to be maintained. In truth, I perished long ago Together with the lost and Hollow. Pale Face, Worms crawl at my feet. Blood stains Cover hollow skin. My craft is to be put to death. Thrice mine is to be Maintained. In truth, I perished long ago Together with the lost and Hollow. My craft is to be put to Death. To live is only to pretend. In truth, I perished long ago Together with the lost and Hollow. Yeah! And food for the flames
Malist — Food for the Flames
«Food for the Flames» — Malist. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 4:10. Жанр — Метал.