The work begins in early morning When the sun hasn’t rise It’s then when my shovel hits the ground Revealing the sick earth I carry on in heath of mid day sun No rest until the deed is done Hole in the soil continues to grow deeper And deeper... When day is gone and new nigh arrives And my labour has new chance As I reach the red river of innocent blood Now I build from stones the tower That lies inside the earth Now the well is ready So pour all your sins in Let lose your load In deeps of abyss Let loss all your ill marks So how does it feel? To convict murder With out feel of burden It must be nice To see your own Refection on the demon Maybe this wasn’t what you desired But hey this is what you get for Running without The fear So how does it feel? To convict murder With out feel of burden It must be nice To see your own Refection on the demon Maybe this wasn’t what you desired But hey this is what you get for Running without The fear So perhaps there is reason For feeling so guilty Men isn’t meant to be A divine creature So may my beast’s guard This cursed well of sins Eternally… Juuh siis alku on sellasta melkosen rauhallista melkeen laahaavaa ja sitten potkastaan isompi vaihe silmään. Näin olen suunnitellut tapahtuvan ..Tuli tällanen kun rakensin oikeasti isännän kanssa kaivon :) Se oli hurjaa hommaa. "...So croak the king of Grey." |