Time of witches, time of doom In eerie darkness shadows loom Long live the king who died alone Long bleeds the one lamb on his throne
A church where madness means salvation Where trials have but one result A place where sorrow lasts eternal Yet is reborn in god’s delight
Prophecy of cruel salvation Story of foretold damnation
The mighty ones are fat and healthy Cause they can eat one’s filth (they’re wealthy) Yet lust for more of selfish nothing And hail the whore called Babylon
Feed the insane grinning clown In my madness I will drown
A church where treason makes a bishop Where treachery’s a noble deed A place where envy rules the wicked With poor dissenters worth no dime
The fallen souls of heaven’s hell In deepest pits since long they dwell All shall return in chains removed All shall return in chains removed
Obsessed is mine heart grinning sleeps I see him reaper as the coachman Who leads astray them dead and fooled Ye corpses are forlorn and lost
I’m lying here, my body’s broken Carrions fly and vultures wait To finish god’s mad work To finish god’s mad work
Prophecy of cruel salvation Story of foretold damnation Feed the insane grinning clown In my madness I will drown.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
