I see smoke and fire, breathe in again I smell lust, desire and sinful shame The honest man turn a liar in search for fame We’re preying on the weak within the rules of the game
We’re going through purgatory on a quest for glory With skull and bones they will tell our story This is the life in our own divine comedy Can you hear the bones break into a million pieces The smell of skin burning it increases This is the life in our own divine comedy Wrath, greed, sloth, pride, lust, envy and gluttony The seven sins they define our reality For our disease there’s no cure, no remedy We’re all actors in a farce, a divine comedy.
We’re going through purgatory on a quest for glory With skull and bones they will tell our story This is the life in our own divine comedy Can you hear the bones break into a million pieces The smell of skin burning it increases This is the life in our own divine comedyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
