Suffocation текст песни - Morbid Angel
Laugh at the tragedies Mock with disrespect Goats under rule of father time Leaches pass judgement on their fellow kind And die when their inner self goes astray Alas, I pay homage to the ancient ones Speak my name!! Raise the staff of the morbid priest Descend into the fires of the true law Suffocating evil smoke arise Cleansing the masses of iniquity Cauldrons blaze in sanctifying ritual Vile crematory burns my eyes Mortals filled with despair They quest to forsee their fate Caverns below await the wine to flow Rape the harvest of souls I watch in awe as the crucifiers march Killing time, killing all I see Another moon rise, human waste Screaming 'Why hath thou forsaken me ?' It's the dawn of the crucifiers Suffocation