La fosse Parole – Outre-Tombe

La fosse Parole by Outre-Tombe

Combat à mort
Choisis ton sort
Ils veulent du sang
Prends les devants

Choisis tes armes
Oublie ton âme
Aucune pitié
Frappe le premier

Spectacle morbide
Cauchemar lucide
La foule est avide
L’air est aride

Démembrement
Écartèlement
Spectacle morbide
Cauchemar lucide

Tu fais ton temps
Fin des tourments
Des regards cruels
Veulent voir d’la cervelle

L’odeur des vaincus
Tu la sens même plus
Armée d’un couteau
Tu leur fais la peau

Un jour tu tomberas
Sur plus fort que toi
Un jour tu tomberas
Sur plus fort que toi

Crève dans fosse!
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La fosse Lyrics English

Death-fighting
Choose your fate
They want blood
Take the lead

Choose your weapons
Forget your soul
No mercy
Strike the first

Morbid show
Lucid nightmare
The crowd is eager
The air is arid

Dismemberment
Discrepancy
Morbid show
Lucid nightmare

You make your time
End of torment
Cruel looks
Want to see brains

The smell of the vanquished
You feel it even more
Army of a knife
You make them the skin

One day you will fall
On stronger than you
One day you will fall
On stronger than you

Cève in pit!
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Outre-Tombe Lyrics – La fosse

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La fosse