Crippled mind to cripple flesh, An exhibit of the tyrant's vice. By the hand of the sick Veiled as just, disguised as wolves.
As the blind learn to see, Wicked ones go by the travesty. Rest your soul underneath, To dispel this cloud of insanity.
Inner power grows, Shadows guide us forth. Overcome this pain, Feed them none but our hate.
They rush at us with ever growing passion. Our pain is their ultimate possession.
As the blind learn to see, Wicked ones go by the travesty. Rest your soul underneath, To dispel this cloud of insanity.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
