Текст, перевод и аккорды “Day Of The Mourning”
- Sadistic, killing of your mind Pathetic, mutants in your brain Damage, is already done Failure, of the sacrifice Confronting with your maker, paranoid vision a dream Flesh is dripping cold Day of mourning Death is on your back Watching, the angels die. Altaer, the virgin's blood. Drips, on the floor. Praise your holy maker Awaiting the hour of your death, Create your own vision, What will come after life. You feel no pain no more Burn with me till your flesh drips away Tortured bodies all around Eternal hate inside your mind Reborn to eternity, blessing your desire Epidemic world outside, the change has begun. Sadistic, killing of your mind. pathetic, mutants in your brain. Damage, is already done. Failure, of the sacrifice. Confronting with your maker, paranoid vision a dream Flesh dripping cold Day of mourning.
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