The greatest and old fear of the light, what is?
everybody have to take their own crosses
can it take? Can it burn? his might
the silence's broken for a stab by an eternal scream
you must be immortal if...
you would kiss their feet
crawl to be to their height
you'll be rewarded with their redemption
the greatest and old fear of the light, is the darkness
the silence is broken in a eternal scream
it's a solemn bendition, undressed for his innocence
the violence in his scars, in his eyes, made for beg.
He love it, he hate it, ...it's the same, it's the same hit.
From the begin, 'till the eternity, listen the screams of the virgin.
you must be immortal if...
you would kiss their feet
crawl to be to their height
you'll be rewarded with their redemption
now is the time for the pray,
the clergy cried blood and wine
the pig will be blessed by his children
two thousand years of lies.