Текст и слова песни Tyrant – Tunes Of Hate
This won't take long. I'm too angry to write
This is no fuckin' poetry, this is pure hate!
Tunes of hate, hellbound, possessed
Straight to hell
There's no reuniting with God
Did you really think you were the chosen one?
You don't have a fuckin' clue, do you?
You mean nothing to me
You're just a living corpse among the rest!
This is no fuckin' poetry, this is pure hate!
Tunes of hate, hellbound, possessed
Straight to hell
There's no reuniting with God
Did you really think you were the chosen one?
You don't have a fuckin' clue, do you?
You mean nothing to me
You're just a living corpse among the rest!
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