Sin ripped apart my family like a jackal on the carcass of a beast exposing all the vultures who were waiting in the wings to join the feast Descending like spiders, preparing to poison your prey you smile on the outside while planning a way to make the guilty pay but the payment is made
Who would feast upon disgrace? Well I don't know, I don't wanna know Blackened hearts will try to raise the wages of sin Death has kissed the lives we knew So isn't that enough for you? The price was paid, and no one has to pay it again for the payment is made The payment is made
Death and devastation are the natural consequences of sin Enough for any man to bear, even without your thinly-veiled revenge You hand a glass of water to a man who's beginning to drown You reach out your hand like you care, but only push him further down but the payment is made
Who would feast upon disgrace? Well I don't know, I don't wanna know Blackened hearts will try to raise the wages of sin Death has kissed the lives we knew so isn't that enough for you? The price was paid, and no one has to pay it again for the payment is made The payment is made
Restoration, lifting up the fallen Edifying is our higher calling If we fail to reconcile our brothers then we only serve to tear each other down
Death has kissed the lives we knew so isn't that enough for you? The price was paid, and no one has to pay it again for the payment is made The payment is madeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
