Songtext von Foul Void

Exist in me, the fear of your judgement Cruel is your father's tongue You cower from your lord's gaze This earth, this severed state Disappear, exhume your prospects Disappear, the choir has sung your suffering Blunt force, wounds of Christ, gaping Foul void, mouth of war, waste Speak your name Speak your name Grace, speak your name Culture, that sorrow brings greater end Deliver (deliver) something else (something else) Paralyzed, destructive Disappear, exhume your prospects Disappear, the choir has sung your suffering Wounds of Christ, exist in me Wounds of Christ, the choir has sung your suffering Speak your name Cruel is your father's tongue