Christian Warmachine - GNOSTIC CHORUS | Текст песни

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• GNOSTIC CHORUS

Ancient dark and mad era’s gone
Wise heresiarchs sleep in graves
Something from what they’re freed
Still remains and still enslaves
They were blamed by saints of church
For the doctrine that they clutched
Anathema’s engraved on their names
Their deals forgotten nowadays
Many addicts write heavy tomes
They use drugs and go to high spheres
Damn the Rerihs and theosophies
I accept only some ideas
Like

We are ones in sea of darkness
We are mortal material flesh
Evil is around, no god to save us
He created all by mistake and by false will
Blackest Aeon Demiurge

If our despair is heretic,
We would be the heretics
Searching for some love from black will
That is upon us controlling our lives
We’ve already knelled down in front
Of Almighty’s Tyrant’s throne
We are ones who live in bonds
Smile to Him and knock all doors
Love is broken
Hope is dead
God is evil
I have nothing to say
We’re in prison
Paralyzed
Trying to freed our souls
And sing our songs

At the end of dying era
Last days of Osiris’s fish
Horus’s eagle, he is rising
Come to table, taste the dish
Now and in your darkest hours
May your eyes been wide-awake
It is time to set your mind in
Greatest choice you ever make

Gnostic Chorus