Слова песни:This is what flowers-his mighty hand
Enormity of existance, shattered dreams
Everything that rots-his mighty hand
Maximum of fear, candles that burn
Gestures and faces-uncovered brow
Drawbacks of warfare, purifying voice
Salvoes of pleasure-this is the arms
So bow your head or put your hand on them
Wind blows out the dust
When the Moon dazzles the sight
Graveyard in the darkness
Wakes up the hidden evil
Lost souls kneel down in front of the altar of the suffering
Forsaken bodies decay in front of mirror
I shall be your Hell
Carnal madness and food for the souls
Enormity of existance, shattered dreams
The cannons of faith-broken judgement
Maximum of fear, candles that burn
Gestures and faces-this is the arms
Drawbacks of warfare, purifying voice
Salvoes of pleasure-uncovered brow
So bow your head or put your hand on them
