Guardians of Hervanta

Armored horses, wings of death
prepare your anus for Satan's bed
You are in wrong neighborhood
Hervanta for you is no good

I am here because I want death
Prepare for your final breath

Between endless rows of concrete
Air is standing still
Satan is now cooking you
With your own fading will



Credits
Writer(s): Jussi Säteri
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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