Текст песни Morbid Angel - Existo Vulgore

Текст:

My sour images dispelling all doubt One sip of poison and my darkness comes out Like glass reflecting all the venom I see My spirit taken Task and now I will forever be Vulgore of the gory Vulgore for the glory glory Vulgore tells the ugly story Vulgore existo vulgore All the worldly deeds of malice displayed From a wicked recipe this potion is made Each drop of future's bleak and calloused in view Sick clerics unprepared for vulgore I spew I rejoice in awful ways I sickly tune the worst of days To have unreason's show to tell All the world is a victim 'cause I'm rainsing hell Go gore the race is on to find a pure one With simple subjects Oh this never could be fun Gore spreads a santo duelo como nino Feliz un d?a cuando gore golpea

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