Songtexte:
Evil Dead Annihilation Of Civilization

Grand. She wrote back, "Dear Mama, life is just heaven in the sun. From small things, Mama, big things one day come." Well, she shot him dead on a sunny

It's only human primeval instinct internal urges, the way all Men think romantic setting, or in the back seat for free of money just grinding our meat

done your program's gone. ROB THE BLIND PRAISE THE LORD RAPE THE YOUNG MOTEL FUN ALL FOR MONEY THE ROOT OF EVIL GETTING RICH AIN'T LIFE A BITCH? LIVING

He's your friendly merchant dude, He's so thrash and He's so cool, The local thief who bootlegs tapes, For twice the price a worthless shake, He's such

Übersetzung: Evil Dead. Annihilation Of Civilization.