Crawling you come to this place Flat on your face Weakened to dust by the process of Life! Pleading and groaning to live by your own means You'd kill, kill, kill for the chance to Quench! Put out the death (x4)
A world content with pain It's just a violence game Crowd around and feed the flame Choking out the life inside you
Rising smoke from hate Burning need to uncreate Crippled beggar on the throne of your life
Prostrate you come to this place Demanding your praise This idol of cantradiction
Lifting your head and your hands To subject, to the lie Lest you die Give whats left to the Christ! He paid the debt (x3) Put out the death
He paid the debt (x3) Put out the deathTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
