Testo di Disciples

In the eyes of your bastard creator You live to suffer and die Locked in silence and torment Lost on your own mind Disciples of your blood Suffering every time Containing your sins To live a rotten life I dipped your head in a cauldron of blood Now you feel so dirty, just like your faith Cold! In the eyes of the priest molester Your body is so divine You're just a fucking sinner With your God you will die Disciples of your blood To live a rotten life I dipped your head in a cauldron of blood Now you feel so dirty, just like your faith Cold!