The pilgrims reap the fruits that their new home yields but the treasures that they found would blind them An insatiate lust firmly grips all the settlers It will cease their souls, leading them into darkness
Indulging the goods yet still tempted by more their ravenous hunger lures them away The pilgrims are blinded, they can't be appeased, voraciously venturing further from safety
None of them foresaw the dread that lay before them Structures of repulsion, they're not built by human hands
Beyond the hills of ash we found them standing tall The artifacts of alien making Cryptic symbols and distorted structures This abomination cannot be man's creation
Flee now fast in terror, from nameless foes of horror Structures of repulsion - they're not built by human hands
None of them foresaw the dread that lay before them Structures of repulsion, they're not built by human handsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
