Famine always hangs his lamp Above the holy land Hangs his lamp, he hangs his lamp Above the holy land
Pestilence will pitch his tent Upon the promised land Pitch his tent, he'll pitch his tent Upon the promised land
Death will always break his bread within the temple walls Break his bread, he'll break his bread Within the temple walls
War will always find his mistress In the highest tower Find her waiting, find her waiting In the highest towerTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
