(And) the word shall serve unto him Man of this world And when man becomes god God is no more
Upon this altar of life (The) weak are fading into the night Decadence of the past, inferior times No longer blind us - No longer blind us
From the four distant corners the storm Is coming to wipe out all the filth away
Once again the New spirit rises From the flames of the old world Pure, untouchable, Perfect to the sound of the drum beats The death march approaches Set the old world on fire A dying world can not be saved
Mercy and weakness walk hand in hand Time shall come to pass And the choice will be clear Is it you or is it them Bow down or rise with the black sun As the last of the weak is gone
When man becomes god - god is no more Upon this altar of life Weak are fading into the night Decadence of the past, inferior times No longer blind usTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
