the purge and urge of judge and jury scourge stand before the pious executioner's sin discourse “engrave my name in their black grimoire of contempt”
sacred sanctity of fear held strong and crept “defiled ideals of what I left though I shall not writhe beneath less cold scythe” “control those who strayed far from his...”
the lust eyed surged for the faithful flamed ancient peers tickled riddled tongue of plagues plainchant priest gave praised for the demons came “unleashed foul beast to feast from master’s wrath of those who strayed far from his path beyond vistas and darker pasts”
“infest bloodlust held against in what I trust for at my trial did he regrasp they yearned and begged for what he asked” “unsheathed the lies, repent, unmask!
“their stare beyond compare clutching crown of ancient prayer engrossed despair” and I accept my last breath a call to arms is what was left as I synchronize to the frequency of death
“all the crimes divine that were left behind left a scar through time narrowed by the blind swelling further bound by what was mine found left drowned in bitter wine”
“the lucid mourn, feeding off my scorn unclean defeat for the next unborn heed the creed that I forewarned in vain to crest the uninformed concede that need to feed the logic that I bleed accept one my last breath subsequent to the fallacy thereafter death”
sacred sanctity of fear held strong and crept “defiled ideals of what I left though I shall not writhe beneath less cold scythe” “control those who strayed far from his...”
“the lucid mourn, feeding off my scorn unclean defeat for the next unborn, heed the creed that I'd forewarned in vain to crest the uninformed concede that need to feed the logic that I bleed a call to arms is what was leftTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
