Amass The Grave все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы

Conception, the seed is planted bringing this life to hell we call home.
Raised to be the fullest but never getting the satisfaction of truly living, of truly living.
Once grown and at its prime the rest is death.
Gathered with the others it time to feel your fate.
For all who's greedy it's a sacrifice of life for life.
While blood fills the eyes of those who wait an eternity seems to past.
The razor sharp tool slowly cut through the flesh.
This gruesome process continues as a built to die.