Testo di The Fall

Blessed is the man who walks not in the darkness Nor stands in the way of iniquity Or setting in the seat of scoffers and of vandals Pursuing judgement day the final destiny It started from the fall We fear the face of man And don't fear God at all And when his reign comes down Your knee will bend and all will bow Like the tree that's planted by the streams of water Bring forth the seasons fruit Wicked men are like the chaff the winds are blowing Nor sinners congregate in our God's righteous You fear man’s face But we’re just fallen