5 Eylül 2007 Çarşamba

Obituary - Corrosive

As you begin to fall.
A terror with these that fear.
A trust in your beliefs.
Be forced to no release.

The corrosion fills your mind, your mind.
Your eyes turn to stone.
A killer becomes in you.
Rotting soul's desire.

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