Solace Of Requiem - Language Of The Gods скачать mp3

I see the eyes of a coward Pathetic, blank, ugly stare I see the look of remorse, contempt Confusion and sorrow I know I helped take you there I know you'll get what you came for I know you'll reap what you sow, so When all your lands are infertile Clay, red, empty Hollow your gardens will grow The things I see in my mind They make me feel so dizzy The antidote is strong today, will it be? Enough to damn you to a new disease The sick are in need Blessed the hymns of redemption Call to wroughter of the soil and seeds Does it make you feel free When they do as they please? God anthems put my soul at ease You may be taking a loss You may be taking what others have lost But what you've claimed it makes no difference Said the liar to the thief For after all they hold no preference To those in labor of the beast Odds weighed, regain The thing to shut my mouths to feed Remorse, up-close and sensual Lash out, repay I'm not the thing I used to be Enforced and quite exceptional Thus far the rest remain unseen A wall to scale, lay veiled in dreams Ingrained and willed at birth To smite the edge and break the curse All too much to handle These demons we must battle No way to damn the pain To the clay and earth in which it came But whom you've slain it makes no difference Said the butcher to the priest For after all it bares no relevance Once the slayers are released Odds weighed, regain The thing to shut my mouths to feed Remorse, up-close and sensual Lash out, repay I'm not the thing I used to be Enforced and quite exceptional