In your midst they walk In your tongue they speak Know that as you live It's your undoing they seek Oh, how words of gods Can set the pyres ablaze Oh how the letters of light Can quench the sun and end your days
Bend your knee Bow your head Whet your knife Follow me
Cast aside your doubt Leave behind your thought Never hope to ask We shall want for naught All that you must do Is pay my spirit fee And all who hesitate Bring them forth, kill them in front of me
Bend your knee Bow your head Whet your knife Follow me
I am the word made flesh Brace yourself for another flood I am no more or less than you Take my life, and you shall drink your fill of bloodTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
