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Embrace of Thorns - A Mass for Fiends Forlorn текст песни

Исполнитель: Embrace of Thorns

альбом: Praying for Absolution


Scorned Are They Who Watch Us With Ancient
Green Eyes Emeralds That Watch The The Tides Go
High And Low. Their Souls Filled With Evil Wisdom,
Undead, Alive, Wandering Through The Aeons...
Possess Me, Erase The Fear. Bless Me, Nourish
Thy Proteges. Caress Me, Dry Out The Fear.
Enlighten Us, Blow Us Might, Strength And Wisdom.
Mysterious Are Your Ways For You Have Petrified
Those Who Usurped Your Glory, Little Pretty Puppets
Pawns To Your Triumph. They Crawl, They Hiss, They Yell
They Mourn Yet They Will Never Brandishthy Torch
Their Lifes We Cherish, Ornaments To Your Ebony Throne
Slain This Debris Shall Be...
Fools Acknowledging What They Will Never Percieve
Fiends Forlorn Shall Quench Their Thirst With Their
Tasteful Liquids.

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