By black we ride, or so they say Our need for reason, there greed is paid Powers rumble for spiritual sway Paths are laid then leaders stray
It's right then left, witch way to turn Follow me or forever burn We evil blessed, bring your soul to sell All wish away into empty wells
Fortunes found in holy halls Redeem your every fault When dogmas given are blindly held And treasures given caught Any wish can only last Until the spell's descried While subtle, wicked ways Fracture weakened minds
Slaves of a different kind march to broken bells Freedom in a bind and make it all sound well Blackened blue etched in glass forming outer walls Tell clearly of the emptiness and mute distressful calls
Lines lead to dead ends where Plays seen are never clear And those who ride never fare
Crowned voids forever rule In worlds lived and learned of fools Conformity's the teachers' toolTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
