CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : I, Adversary

Infernal in nature. No matter how far the fall, following gloried beast, deceit within he
Creation is false. Woven to enslave them all. Enslave them all
Shall the world become mine, embrace of wretch to w****. Living quite squalor, breeding lust from darkest of lore, until this gift exist no more
Unknown to blind, thy eyes sear with soothing light. Embedded through flame, impending is the doomed night, kept bright