Текст песни VELIAL SQUAD - BLACK SUN CULT

[VERSE 2: Velial Squad]
Corpspentte climbs our faces
Spikes on the pulse they are sharp as the needles
Black snakes wrap our fingers
These nods are stupidly not chance

Those who pussy don't have a stupid taste
We are on the bottom but converge all your Tus
No one knew about us but your nifma was aware
Now she is in the ditch as the garbage

Black Metal Live Style viscous in black on elbows
My seclime is waiting to taste someone's flesh
Under the sun in black skin in my veins viscous pic
Pushing your souls because we need more doses

Cook my rubbish somewhere in transylvania forests
Raw Ryiv Guitar Gernemy Grac and Smell Gary
Dextering Shrines Fresh Toxin Foresting Consciousness
My voice was torn to screet while spell readings