Testo Blackside

Blackside
My name is Black side

We give you much more
The style fits your meat
When Blue sky turns black
We sing our anthem of disease
Blackside

In the shape of god
We swear on our knees
To glorify our king
Master of all disease

Forgive us for nothing
Lies fall in pieces
They lick his wounds
Until the blood runs cold

And now the sky is black
We take our revenge
Eye for an eye Let the blood spills forever