out A wordless scream at ancient power It breaks against stone I softly leave you crying... I cannot hold what you devour The sacrifice of penance In the holy hour
out A wordless scream at ancient power It breaks against stone, I softly leave you crying I cannot hold what you devour The sacrifice of penance in the holy hour
Перевод: The Cure. Святой час.
Cry out A wordless scream at ancient power It breaks against stone I softly leave you crying... I cannot hold what you devour The sacrifice of penance In the holy hour
your shaking hands Or will holy water heal In the middle of a long dark lonely road Will you spread your wings again Can I cure your lost soul Tonight
defenceless Death and disorder plagues and torture living the undivine nothing is sacred terminal hatred covered in sin evil intention holy dimension purity for the swine but there ain't no cure
any damage I suffer that's just collateral b more fuel for the fire but if you set fire to the fuel the stakes become higher fourty-eight hours bitch
hold your shaking hands Or will holy water heal In the middle of a long dark lonely road Will you spread your wings again Can I cure your lost soul Tonight
That little whore of Christ Sin's penetrative cure buried her alive Next to a nun - a second to fun! Teaching the pleasures of the sinful flesh Holy
