Indian Fall
Indian Fall - Serpents Whores Of Salvation songtekst
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Falling rocks from above rolling over the edge It is killing the dawn from the very first birth ... Scissors arms cutting through Through stigmatic signs Venom bottles of shiny green Kill their thirst for red blood Walking - filling her agony Stripping - people in ecstasy Running, from the demonic art Splitting, butchering them apart Is that the prophet Tells her to stay away But U don't have to listen Her silent thoughts are turning grey Birds screaming at the end of sights Flying away Serpents whores of salvation Serpents whores of salvation Arms falling from the angel sky Embrace my sin Silent bells of salvation Silent bells of salvation [Solo – A.V.] Lovers lost in bed of blood Shining away Serpents whores of salvation Serpents whores of salvation Cruel laughs my erotic tears Falling again Silent bells of salvation Silent bells of salvation