Treachery In the shadows of their palace of worship Bound! To the arts of destruction Behind their anointed trinity cloaks They crave the taste of human slaves To feed to the flames feed them slaves
Contradictions of the righteous Using the dead for their seduction
What lies in the dark Is a secret that they murder to guard Making you kneel For what they know is a false god So pray but the day will never come to be saved
Blind men don't feel the difference Between the living dead Praise the royal robe yet forget principles Popes and disciples Have never done miracles Just tricks to wrap people Around with their tentacles
Manifest things unknown The pain will come seven-fold Kingdom of God, comforting lies That the church has promised and told No questions to be asked They swallowed the pill whole Darkness veiled in light Unknown masked as known
Blind men don't feel the difference Between the living dead Praise the royal robe yet forget principles Popes and disciples Have never done miracles Just tricks to wrap people Around with their tentaclesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
