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Tekster: Sentenced. Ever-Frost.

The accusations and the blame...
True or false, they seem the same
Filthy fingers rise in rows
And out of shit a flower grows

I'm amazed how damn low people can go only by being themselves

Those with hearts of ever-frost
Always know we never lost
Flames rose high... Not enough to melt the ice
Tiny minds and virtuous whores
A bunch of morons with a cause
Jesus saves? - We will piss upon your graves!

Three wise men came to the north
On their donkeys they rode forth
Whining I'd committed sins
Moaning on to everything

Still amazed how a whole trio of men can have only two brain cells


Those with hearts of ever-frost
Always know we never lost
Acid rain: Urine on your flames
(Urine on your flames, Urine on your flames)

Those with hearts of ever-frost
Always know we never lost
Flames rose high... Not enough to melt the ice
Tiny minds and virtuous whores
A bunch of morons with a cause
Jesus saves? - We will piss upon your graves!

Placid rain: Urine on your graves