Sons of hypocrisy, slaves of lie Left by your God in disease and madness Your gold will rust and your power will crash See how the ravens will bring your death
Thousands of corpses left on the streets Dying cities will fall to silence His creatures will spread disease Dance with the Death to the music of pestilence
Scream of the Earth, scream of deads Infected flesh will be food for fire Feast of rats under blind sun Survive will be your only desire
Prays of priests leads to nowhere Slaves are fated to perish and suffer They're trying to cover inside sanctuaries But the gates of heaven are closed forever
Nowhere to run, there's no way to escape Abandon hope all ye who enter Your real lord will open the gates Get on your knees before your master
Thousands of corpses left on the streets Dying cities will fall to silence His creatures will spread disease Dance with the Death to the music of pestilenceTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
