Stockholm
Raskolnikov
7:18The infernal column is coming Thus, your decline will begin Giving your best enemies The chance to dance On your dead body On your dead body Even resting under marble Keep on burning in the sixth circle Grinding your teeth for the centuries For the centuries The infernal column is coming The Day of Wrath and whining You'll be the damned, The deprived, demoted The shot corpse Eaten up with remorse If you've come for me, my fury, If you've come for me, my fury, Please don't lose me Don't lose me.