there are screams in the wind tonight demons to your left and angels to your right forget all that you were taught to feel erase in this moment what you thought was real darkness creeps in and pierces the night but angels stand behind you, robed in white these legions of angels draw their swords and raise a cry to the approaching hordes one after another, the sons of pride fall before angelic steel white blades pierce black hearts still they blaspheme the Lord's name even in the midst of defeat their hearts are hardened and their dead keep to themselves leave not one standing let not one be left alive to bury the dead the battle belongs to the Lord in Him is our victory leave not one standing let not one be left alive to bury the dead the battle belongs to the Lord in Him is our victoryTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
