"I will give to drink without cost from the springs of the water of life. He who overcomes will inherit all this. and I will be his God and he will be my son."
When contrary winds blow across the sands Their murmurs can be easily swayed But when storms quicken one cannot placate The howling of their murderous rages
Winged seraphim hold love's trembling hand Beside our waiting graves As war roars about out precious land Seeking cause to subjugate
Tonight in flames Tonight the world will fear our names Tonight in flames Stay my feeble heart Our deaths will be the start Of something glorious and vain Tonight in flames
There is no fanaticism as virile as faith To the blind his words are clear Suffer not the infidel! Suffer not the infidel! Assure your place in paradise here
Winged seraphim hold love's trembling hand Beside her tiny grave I will avenge her, do or damned Her sacred mother did the same
I went to see her dance one day In a play by a wailing wall Now she is gone But the song lives on Zealous and maniacal
The Eastern sword must fall
Tonight in flames Tonight the world will fear our names Tonight in flames Stay my feeble heart Our deaths will be the start Of something glorious and vain Tonight in flames
"But the cowardly, the unbelieving, the vile, the murderers, the idolaters and all liars—their fates will be in the fiery lake of burning sulfur"Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
