Kishore Kumar Hits

Revocation - Theatre of Horror şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: Revocation

albüm: Great Is Our Sin


Dragged before the blood court
Soon his fate shall be sealed
Will he be hanged from the gallows
Or broken upon the wheel?
The white staff of justice
Breaks before the condemned
And so it has been decreed
By the sword he shall meet his end
Marched through the streets
In your own funeral procession
The crimson banner, your epitaph
The bloodthirsty mob demands his head
Theatre of horror
A macabre spectacle
The final act in this drama of sin
The executioner awaits the command
With sharpened steel in hand
Ready the sword, the time has come
To render justice unto the damned
Smite at his neck, sever the head
Arterial spray showers the crowd in a brilliant flash of red
Marched through the streets
In your own funeral procession
The crimson banner, your epitaph
Hands tightly bound behind your back
The crowd awaiting your final gasp
The bloodthirsty mob demands his head
Theatre of horror
A macabre spectacle
The final act in this drama of sin
Theatre of horror
A macabre spectacle
The final act in this drama of sin
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Horrified spectators
Behold brutality
Grotesque entertainment
Morbid curiosity

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