Music and Lyrics by THE DIVINE MADNESS © 2006 MAZZECANRIDE MUSIC ASCAP Listen to words devoid of meaning To sounds that long for feeling To wicked eloquence
Vertaling: De Goddelijke Madness. Stof.
me tears of a martyr's last cry. my flesh to your flesh to dust as we... die in this world bombarded by belows of madness. i cling to the lonely chambers
I: Under The Eyes of Serpents] New try to catch full breath While heart by stone encumbered Existence's anguish burns And vital force reduced to dust
me tears of a martyr's last cry my flesh to your flesh to dust as we --- die in this world bombarded by bellows of madness i cling to the lonely chambers
