In corner sits John Stoneheart, well known for his sins Killing are raping are some of his deeds... but not his worst
Outside the bar spreads the place full of joy where wicked spirits herd Their alpha's name is Jacob The Devil's bastard son
Conclave of the damned The four condemned to eternally dwell Conclave of the damned Where only salvation is their regret
Our lastest trophy is old Bill the rotter, a cynical soul full of hate We put our cards on the table once more, and let'em decide his fate
So here we are, the four men too evil, even for Devil in Hell One day, you'll also become our bid, and your deeds will be judged as well
Conclave of the damned The four condemned to eternally dwell Conclave of the damned Where only salvation is their regretTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
