Four Pretty Little Horses and the Four Last Things on Earth
Every symbol I bestow you you must try to comprehend Cause inside the smallest details are the answers to the end Let me show you aberration let me make you understand Every second, every hour someone´s blood will soil my hands
Comrades hear the calling, heaven is no more The pearly gates have fallen and will open nevermore Angels they are drunken on the flesh and blood of christ Hear the sound of horsemen see the symbols in the sky
Every shadow on the surface represents a swirling hole for the sake of our perversions Let us duplicate the souls I have never seen you naked I´m surrounded by the night Every compound holds a secret just as complex as delight
Comrades hear the calling, heaven is no more The pearly gates have fallen and will open nevermore Angels they are drunken on the flesh and blood of christ Hear the sound of horsemen see the symbols in the sky
Inside every smallest detail ther's a little universe Just like every little angel just might prophesize rebirth We must consecrate our yearnings in the blood of our beliefs Just like every dirty secret should broken and revealed
Comrades hear the calling, heaven is no more The pearly gates have fallen and will open nevermore Angels they are drunken on the flesh and blood of christ Hear the sound of horsemen see the symbols in the sky