OCCULTIUM MISSA prod. INTERVENTION E

Six months is past, it было, мако in the Mente tua. I could do misa in noctum sylvestre. Six months is past, it было, мако in the Mente tua. I could do misa in noctum sylvestre. Заскрипели половицы, в этом доме стало жутко. Окна выбивает ветром, страх мешает их рассудка. В кулаке сжимая крест, они молят Бога о помощи. Смотрю через проем на жертву взглядом обезумевшим. Open your eyes, I've been trapping these freaks. Popping and dropping these devilish leaks. Four five in effortless, I've been the devilish Trapping the fucking disguise. Hoping they twice, flopping they twice. I've been the fucking the creeping the Christ. Hell is coming to trap us, the devilish trapping The frogging the effortless death. Welcome to the hellest bitch, just step back, You can kiss the grave. Hailing these two fuckers, coming up is in a Fucking crate. Pull the kids' face, Hoping they trapping the fuck my face. Popping the enemies, stepping me down. Stepping the flawless life and bitch just die. A blessing of birth in this world of design. Condense of a crypt in the night, You decide. I fucking describe your mind, Demonic sobbing the fucking disguise. Darling, ball sack is a foreshadowed demise. Six months is past, it было, мако in the Mente tua. I could do misa in noctum sylvestre. Six months is past, it было, мако in the Mente tua. I could do misa in noctum sylvestre.