Texty:
Winterburst Winterburst Demo

In the arms of the death embrace The child holds the cold hand of his mother Refusing to see her glazed eyes The black ivy imprisons them slowly The

I will destroy with the blessing of the evil Purify this world, from this infection From this tragedy, true face of destiny Before my eyes, their duplicity

Watching the weak caught in atrocity Sufferings and wounds done by humanity Feeling so vain Going insane I just can't hide from the glimpse in my head