children of the cruCifiXion
faLling dOwn perverted degeneration the fIre is rOaMing through the veins of deCadent sOuls deCypHer within the cOre of sanity the pit crawling in the thrOat brother of madness the rain is killing us slOw asphyXia we don't belong here our nest is gone sCattered by our mistakes we were not speCial it... Sign in to see full entry.