CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : Eschaton

Red snow! blood flow
Lost sight, wrist tight
Dumb bich lost her life
Pray to fall, lost to all
Death to come, needle stung
Brace the hits, death spits
Burned to a crisp

Jesus, script of a god who has power over all
But the god sits back and watch as it all falls
Nothing but a ball

And burning pits were all in hell
Scream and yell
But it won't help, we’re all dead
The prophets fled
But the man who pled to his innocence
Despite of the evil worlds blissfulness
It's imminent
Death to all the citizens
Christianity
Judaism
Buddhism
What's the end?
Who was right?
Who was wrong?
Maybe none at all