Sodom - What Hell Can Create Lyrics
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What Hell Can Create
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What Are The Lyrics For What Hell Can Create By Sodom?
Insatiable lust for murder
Greedy for desire No sorrow stops my inclination An inner burning fire The war within my pulsing brain Keeps me separated From those who never understand Blind and desecrated Red eyes are watching you Immaculated cruel You earn what you desever No chance for your rebirth It's just a battleground For dissapointed hounds My scorn will be your fate That's what hell can create The laughter of the useless man Seems to me like promises I raped and loved with silent pleasure Not just in fantasies I know there's nothing I can do To kill the beast of thunder They fed me with their inspirations Escort me to the abbatoir Red eyes are watching you Immaculated cruel You earn what you desever No chance for your rebirth It's just a battleground For dissapointed hounds My scorn will be your fate That's what hell can create Stripped of all my dignity Thoughts of suicide No conscience and no regret Anger form the skies The wall of silence starts to fall I'm gonna go with pride Piece by piece the truth reborn Death to my delight Red eyes are watching you Immaculated cruel You earn what you desever No chance for your rebirth It's just a battleground For dissapointed hounds My scorn will be your fate That's what hell can create |
Who Wrote What Hell Can Create By Sodom?
Thomas Such
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What's The Duration Of The What Hell Can Create By Sodom?The duration of What Hell Can Create is 3:31 minutes and seconds. |
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