The Sky Full Of Shadows There is a polluted environment Purity has lost its essence The City is destroyed, on the night of hell
Religious leaders fear for their lives Now regret having believed and trusted That stupid book written by impostors
Burning church, in the blasphemy night I wake up from my cold grave Burning church, it's a Christians trap
The light is dim if you see my shade The sky is falling down Prophecy was a lie I saw the city burning When I ride my ghostly carriage
Burning church, in the blasphemy night I wake up from my cold grave Burning church, it's a Christians trapTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
