A sulfurous stench that captures the greed of life Like flesh unto the bone, and both unto the knife An ulcerous wench enraptured with the falling night Embracing with the moon while racing from the heaven's bite For horns, forewarned The dream evolved For horns, forewarned A race absolved A race absolved and now... The crawling web of sacred dead can rest, betrayed To your lament will not be saved The crawling web of sacred dead can rest, betrayed To your lament will not be fucking saved... By the vow of rapture or the holy ghost And the vessel of virtue becomes the fevered host For endless torture, to darkness betrothed For horns, forewarned The dream evolved For horns, forewarned A race absolved A race absolved and now... The crawling web of sacred dead can rest, betrayed To your lament will not be saved The crawling web of sacred death can rest, betrayed To your lament the sacrament will not be fucking saving... Divining heart, the rise of the dark... the dark Feel the change in the sky, his stirring Feel the cold and hellish blast Feel the fatal lie enduring backwards through time to the past
When the righteous being dances unto the ways of rust And the crux of truth collapses into a ghost of dust
The wrath of the watcher, in sacred rest betrayed The wrath of the watcher, the sacred won't be savedTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
