Description :
DEVIL STATION
Ca becomes hot,
I come to kill, with my mass my axe eguized, without seeing it you are
made decapitate, without wanting it you to commit suicide, I adore
death I work it I cherished it so that it from goes away, aquaparé by my
black thoughts and personalized, I advance and I move back without
knowing or I go, while arriving, the fascinating devil in me the light
pure so that the angels each one has their turns disfigures me, the
good explained me incorporated me with an only aim of killing, I did
not follow his remarks and now
I find myself has to cohabit with spirits which have badly to turn,
perfect I call upon the archangel, I empty E massacre without reflecting,
body and hearts has to refresh, it is necessary to replace the
monstrous losses but that the nation cannot imagine it, raise without
pity, the troops advance with the eyes haineuxet with them guides the
desire for destroying, on their passage all will be to massacre to
devastate, two parallel systems are done facent, hatred the charged
weapons, all is questions of being able
made the power will be per thousands, I do not know more or to leave
or go, I rerouve have myself to cohabit with spirits badly healthy, the
whiteness of our bodies will not be more, the atmospheric conditions
without Christ we gain the position, enemies died the god without
being malicious fuck up the ass the unit I fuck up the ass you, without wanting it I decapitate, with my mass my axe eguized I would be you to slice the tète the members,
without wanting it to kill you, automatic suicide it is what I like I decide some, I LIFE TO MASSACRE MY HOPE EAST END…