Drawn into myself Into the maw of hell Rot and fermentation I'm facing through Corpses hang around Gazing somewhere about Crying into the world It's dying Candles burn on easter night All are bearing his damned sign They are howling Howling He's the one who is to come Black air's smelling from his blood I'll receive him with a kiss To be one of his On celebration's day
In the end we're eaten all I will rise and they will fall Seven trumpets I can hear I'm sinking This is how it feels to die No one could escape his crime Just cry Cry On celebration's dayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
