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Sanatçı: Cofrady

albüm: 11th Plague


Hell
I hear the echoes from your empty heads
Speeches that claim love but inside you are dead
Selfishness with a mask dragged throughout the years
We'll burn the real witches, punishment will purge your hands
Fire from your lands, up above and below
If anything you preach is real then you failed your own god
Smiling faces covering massacre, gentile looks hiding depravation
When we remember your background of violence
Your pride will become smaller than your brain
Read between the lines of the chantings you sing
You are burning the church that you claim you protect
Faker of good intentions
Lost sheperd, your voice is contagious
We are our own ark fighting the sea
Crumbling everytime that we believe the lies that you preach
White clothes, black ropes choking on innocent thoughts
Talking to the masses like they are no one of us
Well what did you thought? our opinions went numb
Stop praying, separate those hands and put between them a gun
I hear the echoes from your empty heads
Trying to pretend that you know more than any man
How does it feel to hate what you've become
Lies
Pay the trauma you caused with fire
Oof
Pay the suffering you caused with fire
Pay the trauma you caused with fire
Get your mouth filled with screams and cry
God has now left you behind

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