Your last breath fills your lungs Forever rest in the chamber of the dead Where is your god in this final hour ? As the world collapses in dread
Crippled by sermons humanity bleeds The scars from where the red flows Tormented souls, possessed Their prayers, repressed
Ancient prophecies of apocalypse The era of the sheep has come to its end Slowly dying and soon forgotten The stench of death, foul and rotten
Crippled by sermons humanity bleeds The scars from where the red flows Disciples of the righteous, enslaved Visions of salvation, depraved
Vermin voices preaching Oceans of opium
The tide is turning, what will remain ? Realms of your god in pain Crosses burned and icons turned New regimes shall rise from ashes
Crippled by sermons humanity bleeds The scars from where the red flows Blinded by emblems the flock still feeds The scars of redTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
