Fatalist کے بول

Veil keeps on tangling with mind and sight Sentenced in his own demise see delight The killed one is buried her spirit unseen The hangman's smile has judge demean Rabid and frantic, the foam in the mouth Rebellion of angels for nine days falls south The screams of the demon - to prayers respond The path has been altered by someone beyond With teeth reborn, shrouded in winds ripped and torn Leaves the fatalist forlorn Recklessly broken and mentally ill Injected with venom from God for a kill Holy blood, holy murder, holy grail King of creation sings songs of the wail Father why do you forsake the ones who gave you everything they've ever had? Father, do you feel lust in killing off the pawns who gave you everything they've had? With teeth reborn, shrouded in winds ripped and torn Leaves the fatalist forlorn