Twinkle bright Aldebaran, the star of solitude Somewhere there is a lake of fire, pity all the fools Sorry are the desolate, the unfree and obedient For this is not the spring of love, it is the winter of discontent Standing at the shore of lake of fire
Standing at the shore of Lake Of Fire Standing at the shore of Lake Of Fire Standing at the shore of Lake Of Fire
Blood mooney, for thirty pieces of silver You shall buy yourself the time
The quivering meat conception, deflorate the virgin fair Succumb to your own passion, recieve the garland made from angel's hair Crown yourself, the thorns will cut you, bleeed your majesty But by dawn it will all satisfy no more, dethrones you weep Dumped along the shore of lake of fire
Dumped along the shore of Lake Of Fire Dumped along the shore of Lake Of Fire Dumped along the shore of Lake Of Fire
So you've been left in chains to rot away in your own stinking rest You'll hang till death in your own entrails
What you're gonna do, peasants with nukes But death you'll see shall make us freeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
