Daughters and sons return Father's love under pain of death I think therefore I'm damned Since in the garden mind awakened Omniscient eyes surely foresee Its plan to bring such suffering
A tear departs from gazing eyes peering past the glistering gates My beloveds once touched by death reside in sanctity reign Cursed by free will; thought hath led me to this place I turn my head, step back in line, and march unto the flames Lives once wrought in virtue share in sentence of endless tortured fate An untold love has deemed us don the boundless mark of shame Infinite is the horde to suffer; resonant screams shall guide our way With each step we near our new abode; onward unto the flames
He who takes to the flesh will be stripped of its pleasures She that tasted the fruit shall know its sweetness in measure Those abstaining from life await eternity's treasures Gift for the unmoved faith in outlandish things unseen
My brother, our sister come home Ere You dry our tears may they douse Hell's coals A child with honest heart is sure to roam Our callous Lord knows not what he's done
The stick or the carrot: To be salvaged or burned The apothecary peddles cures For a bane of his design Pain without end befalls those who doubt the supreme mercy of God
Sentient lives; human bonds apprized Until severed by cruel hands divine Seek and you'll find if Heaven decides To spare you from Its path of carnage so wide Free gift of life with blood sacrifice Verdict to be made when seraph arrives With fiery sword drawn pressed under your jaw Their kindly offer leaves no choice at all
Sow thine offspring to heed words of a holy dictator ‘tis not Paradise's loss if raised a black sheep or traitor Cower and meekly bow in sight of loving Creator Mother has none to fear so long as dogma is retained
Wicked are we when held to an impossible standard One must simply believe What could go wrong?
[Jake Solo]
God damn us to HellTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
