Dawn of Ashes - London's Anthem for the Pleasure of Multilation | Текст песни

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Throat laceration from a surgical line, from blood lust fingers
Mummified corpse smothering with her own entrails. Nevermore to the filthy whore

London's worthless. Beaten down, frail hearts
History has been made by the ink of the Devil's blade

Behold the malicious beauty, by the silence of the respiration
Kill the whore. No slut deserves to live

London's worthless. Beaten down, frail hearts
Peasants will fade behind the perverse masquerade

He is the one...chosen to redeem the name of punishment
He has been chosen by the tyrants of hell...to sacrifice for the new age that is approaching
Dark times have been worshiped by his name...
And his name shall live forever
FOREVER!!!

London's worthless. Beaten down, frail hearts
History has been made by the ink of the Devil's blade

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