Текст песни Flames Of The Pit

In the blood soaked mud Left to die unknown Deceiving propaganda Your love will not reach home The trench you dug Your grave without a stone Surrender to death And hand in your head Life that was holy Disease Flames of the pit The darkness of nothingness Be thy grail Cremated visions Of the prophet fool Hanging pallid As its wishes grew Another being Another lie Life that was holy Is fake and weak