A time to preach and pray Birth of the unborn Seeking the guiltless, pure and clean A virgin of blood, a child of god Renaissance of the unborn one History repeats in this darkest asylum Freezing cold, over and over again Birth of the unborn Seeking the guiltless, pure and clean
A virgin of blood, a child of god Hailing from his tomb, The one awakens from his sleep Merchant the flesh and blood once more Let's drink from holy chalices And confess our christly sins
Sacred son of a bastard god "We hail you, King of Kings" The words were spoken before
Repeat the choirs Repeat the mantras Repeat your word once more Sacred son of a bastard god Repeat the lies, the crying eyes
The whispering of god's men Return to life under blood red sky Make of this a new religion Behold the vision of the execution The cross and the sharpened nails Renaissance of the unborn one
History repeats in this darkest asylum Freezing cold, over and over again …all that's left of the shattered altar The stain glassed windows, the crucifix Left by most pure evil With a willingness to burn
Birth of the unborn Seeking the guiltless, pure and clean A virgin of blood, a child of god Sacred son of a bastard godTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
