They crave judgement from the Storklord As they clamber into his beak It's glory for the righteous And damnation for the weak They've lived by his commandments Committed murder in his name But their efforts were misguided They're all worthless, all the same.
We are nothing in his many eyes Into the serrated mandible we climb Our feathered chariot soars across the sky The predatory grace of his yellow dinosaur eyes
As the fear subsides, so the pious venture forth To pay their respects and pledge their lives unto the Stork Peace and love and all corruptions left behind Tears do not shake them, Their purpose is divine
We are nothing in his many eyes Into the serrated mandible we climb Our feathered chariot soars across the sky The predatory grace of his yellow dinosaur eyes
Onward into the abyss Flesh slides down Into the pit We were chosen and now this Claustrophobic clamouring panic then....Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
