Saints of Death - Angels & Demons | Текст песни

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Hollow eyes, the reckoning, Immortality is just a fledging thing.
Afraid to die, you call on God. The mind is still so strong but the flesh is weak.
You hate yourself, and loath the youth. The person you've become is a fucking joke.
Alone in life, Hypocrisy, All the wealth and power cannot set you free...

ANGLES AND DEMON, PRIEST AND THE PRIESTESS, FIGHTING FOR YOUR MORTAL SOUL.
THE HOPES OF REDEMPTION, THE THOUGHTS OF DAMNATION, SLOWLY ARE TAKING THERE TOLL.

Full of lies, Anxieties, All the ones around wait for your demise.
You reek of death, the stench of Sin, You’re going to try and fight it till the bitter end.
Decivious, Can't face the truth, you think your shallow life is just win or loose.
Creeping death, Effluvium, Clinging to your life drawing on your final breath.

ANGLES AND DEMON, PRIEST AND THE PRIESTESS, FIGHTING FOR YOUR MORTAL SOUL.
THE HOPES OF REDEMPTION, THE THOUGHTS OF DAMNATION, SLOWLY ARE TAKING THERE TOLL.

We are brought forth into this world with nothing and with nothing we depart. So i commend this body to the ground in loving remembrance …Earth to Earth, Ashes to ashes …Dust to dust……

Hollow Eyes, The reckoning, Immortality is now a dying thing.
What happens next, No one is clear, Your Souls ascend to heaven or does hell appear.
The emptiness, or is it black, the end is just the end and there is nothing left.
When Death Appears, Inglorious, Looking back on life have we done our very best.

ANGLES AND DEMON, PRIEST AND THE PRIESTESS, FIGHTING FOR YOUR MORTAL SOUL.
THE HOPES OF REDEMPTION, THE THOUGHTS OF DAMNATION, SLOWLY ARE TAKING THERE TOLL.

ANGLES AND DEMON, PRIEST AND THE PRIESTESS, FIGHTING FOR YOUR MORTAL SOUL.
THE HOPES OF REDEMPTION, THE THOUGHTS OF DAMNATION, SLOWLY ARE TAKING THERE TOLL.

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