Night turns to red You lie horrified in your bed Watch that army with no name Marching with the ghouls Whip of hundred strokes Will make you choke You can't ever be free Only ashes under the tree
Burn them all Time fall Sinners way Never pray Eyes that behold From the gates unfold Rays of a dying sun Malignant strange vision
Pain and pleasure Can be the same Like a treasure Thus you believe In a word to be said Shrieks storm in your frights Can you sleep at nights Are you able to reach That what you see Malignant strange visionTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
