Deep under this sick Earth or anywhere Locked up in purity and rest Under seven padlocks which are guarded by Seven Seven Seven Seals... Gates are closed not showing the Fire The consuming flame of Mistycism HE wants us all They laugh-we cry Bathing in desire and torment
Cowards praying for salvation Valiants waiting rigidly For the coming Death And we..... If everyone could know the truth
It burns us, sulphur runs into our lungs It's not the end, nor the apocalypse How naive we believed in... And how many we were... We saw billions screaming Cowardly crawlers-crawlers Weteyed fleshcolumns columns Maybe thus it was good, maybe not...
The biblical fear will will come As a scornful and lustful shade The torch of blindness will come Scorches our inner selves Also the great Laugher will come The Master of credulousness
And together with Him will The Burning New Inferno come And cover us with his strange Veil of OblivionTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
