Оригинален текст
I have a perverse criteria
impurious over you
In my sardonic mood
absolution is turpitude
Embrace my conquest
endure my conquest
Desolation sustained in multitude
post apocalypse!
I have a perverse criteria
impurious over you
In my sardonic mood
absolution is turpitude
Embrace my conquest
endure my conquest
Desolation sustained in multitude
post apocalypse!
