Paroles de Brickshard Foundry

cast them into fire carbonizing steel for the savior forging discretion thirteen sinner burned clean sacrificial weapon ceremonies in the name of the lord stench of burning tissues vaporizing bathed in hellfire i serve my master in the shadows of the brickshard foundry i do everything my fallen angel asks of me i am the forger of discretion i do everything the morning star asketh of me steel forged from their lives thirteen they were chosen burned they carbonized this batch fpr the master pure have burned their souls repenting of their sins knives made of he flesh scared into creation