The Hellchild کے بول

A vow to he who is the maker The father of Candarian demons The father of sins and sinners Guardian of dense forests And we as his children will obey every word With chains around feet and hands So long since I`ve seen the light My eyes hurt As they are stitched together Tung cut out and fingers crushed A vow to he who is the maker The father of Candarian demons The father of sins and sinners Guardian of dense forests And we as his children will obey every word With chains around feet and hands We slave on through the night So long since I`ve seen the light My eyes hurt stitched together Tung cut out and fingers crushed Freedom is not an option Escape you can but you`re always to be found The light gives you away Escape you can but you`re always to be found The light gives you away Some descend into darkness Some will be forgotten Your fate is sealed Forever silent