Texty:
Torture Squad Asylum Of Shadows

Asylum of shadows Souls nourish endurances Looking for something The reason of your existence Your dreads are covering Drawin' the nice fear And the

Plug your TV and watch the circus open fire Preachers screaming at the sky, a mob of liars The hunger stamped in the face of the weak Lies declared by

Madness is running through your veins Trying to show you a different world But this madness is possessing you Like the death's mask in a crazy dream

Negative thoughts open the gates of fear Walking in the shades of the evil Strange forces trying to let yourself down Like an obscure and heinous riddle

Grind down the rotten humanity Your laws are insane Burn down with envy and misery Bestial will be your fate Doomsday... stars fall from sky Decay of