and bone Worship the sacred lamb You shall be my disciples Show faith through Penitence Crusade now through the wasteland Walk now through parted seas I shall
Thou shall know when he's got to go 1 Hey ladies why is it that men can go do us wrong Why is it that we just decide to keep holdin' on Why is it that
it's always been Fire will work with me and I will take control. I'm the mighty, the new infernal lord. "Hail me with pride and thou shall be spared",
Hey ladies why is it that men can go do us wrong Why is it that we just decide to keep holdin' on Why is it that we never seem to just have the strength
of immolation! ZURRA: Mankind, how ignorant thou art. Yes, death glides silently on gossamer soft wings, but her touch is harsh! THE PRIME VOYAGER: Your folly ends
your Cunning Man... hiding in the light, Now your land shall go sour... Your own fears will destroy everything Envy consumes all, and "thou shall not..." Though it
'tis not plain to me, though I did draw it Which way thou dost intend for us to go Sure in the mind it is of she who saw it Yet still perhaps I made
?tis not plain to me, though I did draw it Which way thou dost intend for us to go Sure in the mind it is of she who saw it Yet still perhaps I made
glory of immolation! [ZURRA:] Mankind, how ignorant thou art. Yes, death glides silently on gossamer soft wings, but her touch is harsh! [THE PRIME VOYAGER:] Your folly ends
dem how we keep it real. Let's show dem what de deal is. Let's show dem what time it is. It's Shystie! Let's go! Oi! 'ey, lissen up, Don't get f*cked
Preach not of right and wrong. Lecture not how life unfolds. Speak not of peace of mind. There is no truth it's not to be found. Terror through spiritual
of immolation! [ZURRA:] Mankind, how ignorant thou art. Yes, death glides silently on gossamer soft wings, but her touch is harsh! [THE PRIME VOYAGER:] Your folly ends