Terrible, how terrible to see the truth When the truth is only pain to the one who sees
Are you the warder? The scum of the earth Wwho could restrain anger hearing you? You skew the word of gods
You are blind as the stone you are, lost in the night That endless night that nursed you! You can't hurt me, I see the light!
You are the great mastermind, you will pay in tears May the din of the world, pester the life out of you
Oh the power! the cardinality Your envy of my mission Drains all the wells of pity
A crowd of horrors you'd never dream Plethora of torment will rain down your eyes
Out of themselves things will come Even if the warder shrouds them all in silence And hides them, breathes not a word of them They will come, what will come, will come
Soon Soon you'll scream aloud and What haven won't reverberate? What valley won't scream back in echo? No man will ever be rooted from the earth as brutally as you
All unknowing, you are the scourge of your own flesh Your own blood The dead below the earth and the living here Above Will whip you from this life
Your light is murk, it is darkness, it is shadows, it is gloom Go! Unravel my words If you find ı'd lied From this day, call the warder blindTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
