Against aims so ashamed and sober Torn souls are too fragile Searching bright, divine answers Forgotten, deaf and blind
Just chant your hypocritical lies And sink into self-chosen demise Raise the sworn-believing scythe There's some sinner left to find
It's too dark to see the nightmares With the light so far behind Oh - Useless fighting to hide To hide from self-denial
Weeping icons, holy grails Answer unaccountable ways of God – Above all the condemned With ignoration rule the herd
And chant hypocritical lies Sink into your self-chosen demise Below the sky of divine will Still some heretic left to kill
It's too dark to see the nightmares With the light so far behind Oh - Useless fighting to hide To hide from life tonight
Too dark to see – tonight The sinners bear the light Darkness of the ages Came to an end The scythes of the sworn-believers (Are) Still out, sharp and blind They'll rip your soul apart In the name of their merciful god
Frozen thoughts of a dying present Still serve their god now – a true belief Their wisdom will close the mind And forbid the answers of divine demiseTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
