Mordant hues color the pages of history Quills of contempt demonize the neophytes of alchemy False hoods carved by the hand of the old man's child A hatred spewed by sloth, greed and pride
In their dreams they once thristed for the sun Justice raped, a vision of faith undone A brotherhood forged across the seas of time They shouldered their kindred through the grime
Oaths of secrecy scorched by deception and lies Hellish fury wrought by the lord of flies Lord of flies, church of lies!
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Trapped, tortured, quartered, maimed, murdered A holy order that sought blood and glory Condemned to wallow in bile, such is their story
Terra Santa! Sacro et Sancta! Terra Santa! Sacro et Sancta!
Institutional infallibility The lying pretext for a new absurd humanity like a dying womb Forsaking its children lusting for power, unveiling ...unveiling the hidden eden
Their cries still echo Their scars still burn and rage Persecuting the way of the timeless sage Subjected to trail, barbaric inquisition
Trapped, tortured, quartered, maimed, murdered A holy order that sought blood and glory Condemned to wallow in bile, such is their storyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
