Songtext von Vattnet Viskar

Make clear the wooded path For we carry with us a blight A scourge upon our people That cannot take hold This cannot take hold Come upon the still waters of the lake Await this truest of all baptisms We are gathered here today At this black mass Before the eyes of God To condemn Free though beware Reason be damned Let all view our holiness Amen March into the water Hands bound Forced down A dark hood blocking all light and hope Water slowly fills the lungs Extinguishing the flame of life As the last breath escapes this mortal form Hör vattnet viskar