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Kriegsmaschine - Enemy of Man şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: Kriegsmaschine

albüm: Enemy of Man


How would you measure ruin? How would you assess fall?
How would you separate sins when all bear the same mark?
This sacred desert is quiet. Lost hopes flicker in the sand
Only roamed by fiends who seek to corrupt pneuma and prey on sarx
Grey prince is crowned. Soul aberration
Un-person, un-einheit. Idle zero
With golden nails it cuts through
Cold flesh, to assemble a face of its own
Cracked shards of forgotten dreams to substitute the rift of its own
The eternal fire runs high and vast upon bones of the righteous
As brethren rise as brethren fall,
It is hard to miss that it is crowded in lowest pits of despair
To lose all and regret none

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