Lost in its world of make-believe Cleansing with deceit A cancer so pathetic Spreading venom amongst its fellow men Sown are the seeds of disarray Under the banner of a noble cause The ones to restore order Bred hatred instead With their tongues of spite And words of wisdom so saintly spoke All hail the vortex Flowing from the abyss of black hearts So poisonous Their altars of delusion full of worthless shrines A puritan zeal dying by its own blade The unrest devouring its sons Who perish in the purging bloody tideTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
