Through The Eyes Of The Dead все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы

Bring out your dead
Bring me their heads
An execution is at hand
These are you false prophets selling you Armageddon
These are the ones who are telling you that you are safe
These are the ones who are taking your life away
Day by day we cleanse the world of evil
Yet, the blood is still on our hands

I embark the path into this wretched death
Who will save us when there is no one left?
As the end draws near I fear what may become eternal damnation

Seek your final salvation
Dead and lifeless amongst yourselves
Corruption runs through your cold veins
We shall prevail as our own

Broken glass is the reason she'll remember my face now she is imprisoned in a land not for the weakened heart a land filled with miles of fire and the lamb dine on the priest
you can't save her

62 reasons to remember my face

this is my idea of beauty laid to rest beneath a blanket of leaves waiting for an angel to come save her from this burning paradise an indelicate display of lacerations across her body this is my idea of beauty
you cant' save her