Victims that were sentenced to the cruel caress of the Flames of Redemption... Humiliation and tears that looked for justification in the most absurd confessions...
Their Art of Cruelty and Pain reigned in the name of their god, but fraud´s cold poison killed the serpent itself.
A Brotherhood of Martyrdom that punished the thought with a sacred court of madness... A myth and its law that were born to murder in grace and to glorify the rashness...
Their Art of Cruelty and Pain reigned in the name of their god, but fraud´s cold poison killed the serpent itself.
Caught and lost in their own hell of ignorance, terror and faith they created their unclean empire to cultivate masked ambition, betrayal and degradation.
Drinking their utopian dreams as if they were harlots of a holy love they soaked their mysteries with evil to cultivate masked ambition betrayal and degradation.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.