Amera Andersen - Killing Machine

Amera Andersen - Killing Machine

The beauty of an instrument of death br Behold my kingdom, it is I who reigns br A blast of hot air emits from my breath br Arabian blood in my silver veins br br With each cut of the blade my belly grows br A deafening rage emits from my gut br Stripping my victims of green silken clothes br Banishing beauty with each sultry cut br br Spewing the essence of flowering things br Gathering souls with such perfect control br I relish the joy that such killing brings br So stand in my way and I’ll take your soul br br A simple kill, my victims are slower br I’m king of the field, I’m the lawnmowerbr br Amera Andersenbr br


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Uploaded: 2014-11-07

Duration: 00:53

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