Paroles de Apocalypse Of The Damned

With overgrown moss faces Wry in grotesque smile Conscious newcomers from confusion Traped in iron of sadists Carrying in gift pain and fear Death unveiling in the twinkling of an eye Three forgotten masters From three different sides of world Sewed up eyelids on the face of Christ Look on armies of the privileged Settled on heavy wings Of cruel blacks Bloody madness of cutted throats Absurdity of dying without shadow Of consciousness In abyss of degradation Creatures have borned With appetite on the neverending Apocalypse of the damned Only guilty of mistake Cruel rulers of toys which create feelings Madness of one king creates demons Immortal jealousy of vindictive gods To hear singing of fallen ANGEL Dance of faithfuls on gallows In day of marriage of darkness Swelling pregnant shadows.