Winds Of Creation - The 8th Day Тексты

On the eigth day, the world was ill
Nations wept, fullfiled prophecies

On the eight day, crime was created
To kill, steal and create world policies

On the eight day, terror appeared
So we could fear our blood and politicians rise

With all our greed, money grew near
To finance sin, make you and me die

Seven days to create beauty and might
One day to bring it all down
Chaos was created in one day and night
And this day endures until now

Seven days of blindness and trust
One day to realize the truth
Legions cast out by the apple rust
Demons draggin' the planet to its doom

On this day God created evil
And we became weak, we became miserable
Offered our flash, we became despicable
Rapacious, we became hungry
Only cruelty feeds our starvation

On this day He hated his creation
Possessed by wrath, we became rotten
We became sin, we became molten
On the eighth day, we became dead

On the eigth day, He expelled his son
And we all followed Him in years to come

On the eigth day, drugs to the young
Through this fredom, we grew slavery

In our kingdom of chaos, Lucifer sung
And his choir of darkness is still our lead

On the eigth day, we heard the false prophet
And his word would last until the Fall
On the eigth day, the word became profit
And this one profit bound us all

Damned in creation, our fate was sealed
Sentence of death, signed in blood

We shreded the world into warfield
Laying to die on a bed of mud
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