Kissing the stillness, caressed by the cold This path of deceit shall never grow old Ageless and guiltless, feasting on damnation And the ever growing fear in their eye One lash for my guilt and two for my lies Beaten by the wolves in innocence disguised
Kissing the stillness, caressing the cold In the mouth of damnation, I am growing old We have come on wings of torment Follow us, all of us, sable rising With our guilt to feed the vultures Follow us, all of us, sable rising
The temple lay in ruin And the artist has escaped Leaving his works behind The starving statue takes its shape Kissing the stillness, caressed by the cold This path of deceit shall never grow old One lash for my guilt and two for my lies Beaten by the wolves in innocence disguised
We have come on wings of torment Follow us, all of us, sable rising With our guilt to feed the vultures Follow us, all of us sable risingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
