Текст песни Dimensions Of Death - Pentagram

Like his mother, a second sister
Kicking up little chicks
Rocking out to kill the jive
He was a manly boy
And not afraid to mess around
He was a freak
In a negative field

Infections, temptations, libations of death
Infections, temptations, libations of death

He was a violent guy
Who loved to blast the bad boys
Now he's just a baby boy
Who follows in the footsteps
Of his father's ugly deeds
Chasing after chicks
In normal Sunday clothes
He's a happy little kid

Infections, temptations, libations of death
Infections, temptations, libations of death

Like his mother, a second sister
Kicking up little chicks
Rocking out to kill the jive
He was a manly boy
And not afraid to mess around
He was a freak
In a negative field

Infections, temptations, libations of death
Infections, temptations, libations of death