Woorden:
Altar Of Graves

, the tear to your cry I drop in it, cleanse the Earth's My place to birth strong, gave me the eye The fatal brave to grave, the ceremonies From religious

of our shadows Thorny winding streets A train of drunk undertakers Digging their own graves The altar full of tongues Of fluent politicians Altar of

, ru, ru, tu, ru, ru, ru, ru) Robbin' the graves of bodies, dismembered (Du, ru, ru, ru, ru, tu, ru, ru, ru, ru) Saved what they stole to meet at the altar

Let me introduce myself, the avenger from the past This is not a joke at all, from the other side of the grave I call You both were my parents You killed

in the face of the night Draws a blade if compassion Kissed by countless kings Whose jewelled trumpet words blind his sight. Walls that no man thought would fall The altars

in the face of the night; Draws a blade if compassion Kissed by countless kings Whose jewelled trumpet words blind his sight. Walls that no man thought would fall The altars

Cause yeah my life control Death had my life on hold A strong addiction to myself is all that's been unfolded I would live for me I made myself an altar

dependence of an unholy civilization The society of ultimate death ?The coming from the past The one who will sigh the future Forgotten nameless graves

As a cloak of darknes is streaming down A grayish mist hits the ground As moroii leave their graves They suck the blood of all thy race Communing with