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Utwór: For those who died

  • wykonawca: Cradle Of Filth
  • wyświetleń: 823

Our tongues they could not silence with their malicious lies
   Their unforgotten violence, remember those who died
  
   And as my flesh is put to fire I hear their voices still
   Their unjust accusations demanding I am killed
  
   "We shall show no mercy to heathen such as thee
   Who stand accused and have refused the Church's clemency
   Your wicked acts are endless through the crimes we cannot name
   Innocent or guilty proved, we'll burn you just the same"
  
   Burning, into the fire
   Burning, a funeral pyre
   Burning, into the fire
   Burning, a funeral pyre
  
   This self-righteous inquisition is a plague upon our land
   as false as the confessions they force from shattered hands
  
   "We shall show no mercy to heathen such as thee
   Who stand accused and have refused the Church's clemency
   Your wicked acts are endless through the crimes we cannot name
   Innocent or guilty proved, we'll burn you just the same"
  
   Burning, into the fire
   Burning, a funeral pyre
   Burning, into the fire
   Burning, a funeral pyre
  
   Abused my broken body is cleansed by righteous flame,
   Their God a 'God of Mercy' yet in whose name I slain.
  
   My innocence the victim of their superstitious fears
   Religious persecution for the past three hundred years
   Preaching peace and mercy 'neath the shadow of the knife
   A papal reign of terror, slaughter in the name of Christ
  
   And as my flesh is put to fire I hear their voices still
   their unjust accusations demanding I am killed
  
   "We shall show no mercy to heathen such as thee
   Who stand accused and have refused the Church's clemency
   Your wicked acts are endless through the crimes we cannot name
   Innocent or guilty proved, we'll burn you just the same"
  
   Burning, into the fire
   Burning, a funeral pyre
   Burning, into the fire
   Burning, a funeral pyre
  
  
   2. Sodomy and Lust
  
   Behind the scenes of destiny
   I adore you in this song for me
   Call me within your holy house to dwell
   Let me raise for myself in spell
   Voluptuously dancing daughters of the night sky
   Sing the rapturous love song with high
   Let your sweet scented juice run
   Waste away under the lashes of my whip
  
   Bath in sin
   Sadistic souls
   Break their crust
   Sodomy and lust
  
   Carnal desire runs through my veins
   Whipping boys and scapegoats cry in pain
   Psychopathic terror during their sleep
   My power asks why, my power is weak
   Spineless bundles of my excess
   Expurse of innocence and helplessness
   In the perfumes of my secret orison
   Fresh blood of children drops down on me
  
   Bath in sin
   Sadistic souls
   Break their crust
   Sodomy and lust
  
   Madness, crime, disgrace, ptomaine
   Excrements, contempt, violence, kill
  
   Ordeals if a thousand deads congealed in gloom
   Strike hard and deep, to hell with them master
   Mighty prophet's stature shall surpass the stars
   The passion is the smell of cremation
   I spit on your crapulous creed curse them!
   Sucking your giveth delight and bright glory
   Strive ever to be more joyous to the death
   Don't fear any god will deny you for this
  
   Bath in sin
   Sadistic souls
   Break Their crust
   Sodomy and lust

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