Pain in your eyes, feel the closeness of death As ruthless agony’s twisting your body Deliver yourself up to your savior Die for the idea of otherworldly delights
You're choking on your own beliefs Fire devours your faith But the hope to rise with the redeemer Dwells in your mind
You want to be avenged And judge your accusers But your body still chained to a pole And the flame brings unimaginable pain
Sufferings of the flesh, the triumph of impunity Personal hell you need to live through Look up and beg for mercy Listening to the screams and endless moaning
Charred remains, the victims of the new doctrine Corpses of the first Christians Sacred ash in the wind No one left to mourn the followers of Christ
The execution you took without fight Letting your children die Committing a crime against yourselves Hoping to have eternal life
Charred remains, the victims of the new doctrine Corpses of the first Christians Sacred ash in the wind No one left to mourn the followers of Christ
Frantic ideas burned by the fire Incinerated rush to the new religion This is the price for glad tidings The bloodshed for the senseless utopiaTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
