Cause no one wanted to post Lyrics here are my asumptions; Bastards, those people, before they follow the way of of christ. Bastards, Much devil man will have told you this. Comfrey of theire blood ...heathen wit the the dead 3xGe ga so u mos da i I´dont breath this shit won´t save me. 2xGe ge gaso u mos dai i they will make you suffer man those guards will scrooge you pain can I'speak from all those stroke? you can not flee cause they will chase, Theire is ice on all my hands, theire is ice on all my face, Make this bleeding from this stroke, mouth is bleeding this face, I´can see the montain roads, stoned in woods so far the place, where the hopes is nothing good, where sojourn is never save every breath you ever take, is one less breath you have to waist, when I'beg I'never bleed so I'can speak another day if I'see another day, I´see nothing but today, I´gain a senstion from my stroke, my healing for my path away, keep that heat upped away for every fuck i never gave, is placed in a shallow valley, on a thousands mile away, 3xGe gaso u mos da i I´dont breath this shit won´t save me. 2x Gegeaso u mos da i halfe like every slave got enough game for every day got a problem they cant be fixed be in a looker, looked away be in a trucker, trucked away be in a clocker, clocked away I'got problem they can´t fixed. I'got one my ways, less cook and save, halfe like every slave got enough game for every day got a problem they cant be fixed be in a looker, looked away be in a trucker, trucked away be in a clocker, clocked away I'got problem they can´t fixed. I'got one my ways, less cook and save,
