CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Pious Killing Floor
Tracing the curvature
Of a blood drenched implement
Searching for a name in the carrion
A violence filled pit
It all stares back at me
The cold
The void
The power
The cold
The void
The power
That I once gave is f**king gnawing
I gave the power to what I became
I gave the power to what I became
I gave the power to what I became
And now there's nothing f**kin left
Of a blood drenched implement
Searching for a name in the carrion
A violence filled pit
It all stares back at me
The cold
The void
The power
The cold
The void
The power
That I once gave is f**king gnawing
I gave the power to what I became
I gave the power to what I became
I gave the power to what I became
And now there's nothing f**kin left