Treacherous words rise from the mist From envious eyes and poisonous cold, pale lips Gruttons of pleasure - Gluttons of pain Vengeance by sevens - My sweet curse, children of Cain
Trashing and clashing with specters Hiding from light - demons of death Chaos and anguish perfector Stealing their last dying breath
Driven by greed, slave to addiction A massive decay of a most foul contradiction Spirits of lust piercing the air Writhing with sins of the flesh etched deep in their stare
Descend the abyss ever faster Hidden from light - demons of death Cursing the black-winged master With their last dying breath
Soar through the flame I call your name Wrath and might get me through this night Can I make it right? Or will you remain?
I´ve finally realized, that long after laughter dies I can't undo the things I've done - oh, the thing I´ve done... When will my dark skies disappear - I long to see the sun
Soar through the flame I call your name Wrath and might - get me through this night Can I make it right? Or will you remain... in hell ?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
