Twelve Gods Songtext
von Mutant

Sick ways to achieve the grace
A mocking grin that hides the face
Pounding noise that cracks the soil
High on hash thrown into fire
We dwell on this world
Made from your fears
A rotten blessing
We drink your mama′s tears
One more word
And we unleash the beast
We own your soul
We are gonna spread disease
A rotten blessing that's haunting your dreams
We are gonna take what′s ours to have
Moon pale, crimson grail


Six ways to tear the veil
Blind wings begin to flap
Surrounded in black you're high as fuck
We dwell on this world
Made from your fears
A rotten blessing
We drink your mama's tears
One more word
And we unleash the beast
We own your soul
We are gonna spread disease
A rotten blessing that′s haunting your dreams
We are gonna take what′s ours to have
A rotten blessing that's haunting your dreams
We are gonna take what′s ours to have