Hesperian Death Horse - Morte (Part 4:Oltar) | Текст песни

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• Hesperian Death Horse
• Morte (Part 4:Oltar)

It burns my halo to ashes that you're so misguided.
Elders…they feed on the young ones.
Masticating thyroid,covering in black robes to unveil the muck.
The silence roars with plagiaristic monuments.
Crown yourselves in the sewers of misbelief.
Embrace His left hand path to digest.
I'm laying.Now lay your hands on me.
Circulate through me.Disgrace me.
Wine as silence.
Lifting the cross.
Profound Father.
Give in to sloth.
YOU SHALL NEVER.
On to aspects.
The rotting will sway.
Discouraged other.
Virgin of may.
YOU SHALL NEVER.
They cursed entwined with storms through leaden tears,they will never see.
They will never see.