Path Of Golconda - Metropolis Rotting текст песни

Babylonic in their effort to ray
They reversed their fate in tongues
In a language of defy and decay
A thousand devils became one

So sardonic in their effort to slay
So demonic came the end of days
So splendid they had sought their fall

None for none and woe for all
Was the season
From Chaos, bred, into the heart
Born without reason
Looking glass, looking glass,
Menace on the wall
Tell us how that city grew
A whore called Babylon

"And claiming the skies from holy flame to soma
The god they derive upraise from peace and coma
Many be the plagues of wrath until forgiveness
Swarm the land to His command and curse..."

And still I dream
Of her Belladonna eyes
Gazing far to sweet oblivion
I am afraid...
So still it seems
Her porcelain heels did crack
As she fell with morning light
I am enchained...

Enchained to the carcass of becoming
Growing, glowing like the moon over tombs
Far from perfection but close to addiction
Petrifying hopes to a stairway to Hell

To Hell...

And to Hell they wane...

Debris rushing by as swiftly we tumble
Turning in a maelstrom of sin
It was me, on my knees, who prayed for a shotgun
Scorched by Vergil