to run out of spite Masters of metal, agents of steel Masters of metal, agents of steel Masters of metal, agents of steel Masters of metal, agents of steel
144,000 Gone with the opening opening of the door 144,000 Gone with the opening opening of the door 144,000 Gone with the opening opening of the door
Seven bowls cast on the land Sinners walk proud show their private lives Depict deception the wrath is on Kiss of a queen bite of a snake Deadly poison
Mid-day heat is low Sun torches victims skin Priests rise to command Blood spills the altar stairs Sacrifice to their gods Sun sets the slaves all die
In the mist of a windswept plain We carried the gifts that our priests had restrained Chanting awaiting the gods of the sun We're children of sorrow
The night sheads it's cold mist on luminous streets The revenge that you seek will all come back to you Do you know what you've done? No justice was
Sono l'inganno che non vuoi scorpire. qui per te I mutamenti sono dei servi Ed u un grande padrone che ora vuole il tuo nome Inocula Inocula Inocula
In every living thing in this planet has an aura. The area that you are discussing now is the aura of this planet. It is the Communicative Channel to
Pumping blood through my veins Sweet virgins sacrificed Screaming with pain Drifting through night air Life's so insane Dark scattered figures Shooting steel