Angel's acolyte I am become Turner of Her wheel: The Breaking Wheel Killer of those who have killed And will kill no more Nor sin no more
Tie them down Apply that pressure Bring to sinners Her crunching pleasure
Around the bodies turn Pain will burn forever Cogs and gears They spin at leisure King's justice done Mechanics of his vengeful treasure Make this pain Life's final measure
I am revolving All assailing You, I'm turning: Execution! Your soul I'm churning All bones eroding Castigator! Levy the Angel's due Grinding through bone and sinew Explore you to the core: I am myself no more
Eat: I'm grinding meat Probing: Pride unrobing How come you aren't succumbing To the Wheel?
I am chained My heart is pained I am reigned The Breaking Wheel: Oh, bitter source of my sorrow
Why must I do Your bidding? Why this ripping? For you are my human shearer Your own life, not much dearer
As Wheel, I do sunder Rip apart Tear asunder Shearing Shredding Remolding You
Round and round, Angel breaks me My bitter soul now sunderedTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
