Kishore Kumar Hits

Oracle Spectre - Crows şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: Oracle Spectre

albüm: Crows -EP


Voice of God with a crooked tongue
Hands of saints paving golden roads
Over hoof prints in the sand
Deafening choirs silencing the truth
Unto my eyes
We'll become one
Mark of angels
All to those who heed my divine sermon
We shall baptize
In blood of the Son
Wings of Gabriel
Hellfire burns
For the
Servant of worms
Blaspheming an
Ungodly one
Reign of Crows
This wicked priest in delusions of grandeur
Sends souls of innocent to their early graves
For the Words of a silent God
Now I realize
I am no one
Mark of beleal
Woe to those who heard my divine sermon
Though I despise
The blood of the Son
Wings of peril
Hellfire burn
I was the devils servant

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