Из альбома: IV: Consitution Of Teason
Demise of my virtue, was created by
My decision to cross the line in the sand
And on that day I realized the divinity of it all
Deep inside my mind I was wrong
The only question left will I burn
You will be judged for your crimes against
You will be judged for your insolence
Bind yourself with these chains, they’ll heal you
This is your last chance to realize
Deep inside my mind I was wrong
The only question left will I burn
Deep inside my mind I was wrong
The only question left will I burn
We’ll be purified, when we ask for rain
We’ll be purified, when we ask for rain
See the light of my divinity
See the light of my divinity