Beauty of a frozen night Will come to take you by the hand With torment, she will do what's right Erase the wounds by hands of man But every soul is not the same Destroy my kingdom I have built To fill your heart with lustful shame Consume your mind with endless guilt
Inner demons hold me closely Desecration, they're not holy Hidden hands will sever their heads Lay them to rest on their death bed
Hanging head on sacred ground Paradise to lands of waste Cloudy eyes, they make no sounds Vengeful hearts make no mistakes Now is the time, summon the saint The ties that bind are now enslaved Her scythe will heal, their blood as paint Our Holy Death is not afraid
Inner demons hold me closely Desecration, they're not holy Hidden hands will sever their heads Lay them to rest on their death bedTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
