A face like your own Through a cloud and you can't see Uncovered stones Form the words that make me
Clear the land of all believers And avoid the mastermind And then I hear you Inside then nightfall Your well-known skin Is warm and by my side
A face like your own Through a cloud and you can't see Uncovered stones Form the words that make me
Wipe the creature from the face of earth Rid the demon off his feet End the reign of his existence Bury the man Bury his dream Bow down Bow down Bones of saints are found Behold Behold
Beware of men that are too proud Ashes to ashes Crosses to graves Holy burial ground Drown... drown Where are they now? Where are they now? Descend to darkness Descend to madnessTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
