The Gates Of Slumber

The Gates Of Slumber - The Jury songtekst

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The damning eyes glaring down. Judgement rendered guilt is found.
The jury's voice sings out clear. Execution. Your time is near.

You were guilty as the oaths were sworn. A felon to die upon the morn.
Limbs spread far and wide. Traitorous bastard. You've nowhere to hide.

You're awake at the birth of the Sun. A cock cries your end's begun.
Dragged and beaten from your cell. Your head for the law. Your soul for Hell.
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Taal: Engels

Komt voor op: Live in Tempe Arizona (2020)

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