In the land of the burning horizon Lives the man about I'm telling this tale He calls himself holy messiah But his words come straight out of hell
He preaches heaven on earth That the holy church Will survive
His believers are begging for freedom And for a better life in paradise But the price they're to pay for salvation Is to die with the prophet lies
He preaches heaven on earth That the holy church Will survive When Armageddon is near They make their sacrifice Without any fear
Sons of mayhem Sons of mayhem they are Sons of mayhem Sons of mayhem they are
They don't hear the laughter Coming straight out of hell They're under his spell But they don't hear the laughter The laughter The laughter
Just like lamb by the slaughter they follow To the altar of sacrifice Their way is slaved with sorrow Believing his words till their death
He preaches heaven on earth That the holy church Will survive When Armageddon is near They make their sacrifice Without any fear
Sons of mayhem Sons of mayhem they are Sons of mayhem Sons of mayhem they are Sons of mayhem (they're sons of mayhem) Sons of mayhem they are Sons of mayhem (they're sons of mayhem) Sons of mayhem they are
In the land of the burning horizon Lives the man about I'm telling this tale he calls himself holy messiah But his words come straight out of hellTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
