Be it done unto me! The forge of fury be it done unto me as of intensity grows, as of intensity shows no vital sign of toleration teething on concrete, spoon-fed opposition
The scorch of rage let it be done unto me the witch is burnt at the stake, the spell they cast shall break punish heresy to seek salvation brainwashed majority, feign disposition
Wasted won't be.. and wasted ain't all our suffering
Petrified the hearts they touched, they choked off the beating Puppets with no strings attached, their role end yet swinging
we've witnessed omens high above the constellations this frail world collapses, lies helpless in our hands
Here i dwell where the master obey to the slave's will a life fractured and plundered severed, drawn asunder
The tread of wrath let it be done unto me there is no labyrinth's guide, in stereotypes abide time to march towards a revolution no pity, damnation to enemy's nation
The forge of fury the scorch of rage tread the wrath and be it done unto meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
