Оригинален текст
A pressure point, feel resort life.
Worthless soul, a periled stay.
Release fear, to spare, your gone.
You come with me through Satan
And through the arch of maker's side.
A pressure point.
A pressure point.
A pressure point, feel resort life.
Worthless soul, a periled stay.
Release fear, to spare, your gone.
You come with me through Satan
And through the arch of maker's side.
A pressure point.
A pressure point.