Held down and suffering, rise up to break these chains Flame of rage grows to the fire of revolt No longer will man be slave, trapped by some false destiny All of our gods, they will die this day A whiplash of fury cuts right through the night The heads of kings will be our feast We are the bringers of thunder We'll never rest until we see Babel burned to the ground From our deepest curse, we raise perdition's name Cast off all sins with their own blood Gods of killers, break free all mortal claims Forever anointed the killer of gods A whiplash of fury cuts right through the night The heads of kings will be our feast We are the bringers of thunder We'll never rest until we see Babel burned to the ground Burn Babel, burnTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
