Purity in white Not a tear is shed Purpose-filled footsteps Slowly to the edge Too young to die Too scared to fight Into the fire The gods require their sacrifice Like a lamb to the slaughter No longer her mother’s daughter Ashes on her face and hands Getting hard to breathe One more to join the ranks of countless innocent lives Given to the deity sleeping in the mountain In the mountain the gods are sleeping When she jumps in, they’ll be feeding Purity in white Not a tear is shed Purpose-filled footsteps Getting close to the edge I’m too young to die I’m too scared to fight Into the fire The gods require their sacrificeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
