Heptagram - Heritage | Текст песни

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Dear fiend,
I will look you straight in the eyes
I won't follow you this time
Dear Fiend,
Won't you dare underestimate me
I won't borrow from your crime

Who are these guilty ones
Traitors of faith
Waited and waited till
They pulled you out

Nothing is left
From the sages of faith
Waited and waited till
They pulled you out

Let me return to my home

Thrown away
We stand today
One heart, no soul
Bury it all under the ground

Over and over again
Nights will descend
Over us all
Lights will transcend
So take me home

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