The Red Funeral - Sigh

The Red Funeral - Sigh

Альбом
Scenes From Hell
Год
2010
Язык
`angielski`
Длительность
414140

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The Red Funeral

Sigh

The skies are red, so are the dead

Annihilation by incineration

Fiery hell, the midnight funeral held

As the black smokes reach the sky

They shouted out

I heard but I had to cover my ears

Though my ears are already deafened by fears

I still had to cover my ears

They want it all, they’ll take it all

From the victim of reality

Born cursed, raised in lies

Though I’ll die with bestiality

They call it a sin, they call (it) a crime

Even the stain of blood

Fear the reaper, curse the deceivers with a spell

See the cauldron in hell

Do you believe what I tell you?

All my blood now swallowed in fire

See my torment in my eyes that are dead

See my torment in my lies, (oh) so bale!

Do you believe what I tell you?

In the soulless grave where nobody sleeps

I fear the reaper

I curse the deceivers

But where is the curse?

Feel the fear’s birth

Do you think I’m the only one to be lost;

On the path they paved with the past?

Do you think I’m the only one to know;

The truth, few, or none has ever seen?

Do you think I’m the only one to go;

On the path they paved with their prey?

Do you think I’m the only one

Do you think I’m the only one?

Die blind, death behind you will die

In the scorching nightmare, the smoke fills the air

A funeral in red, black are the dead

Die blind, death behind you will die

The fire storms everywhere

The fear spreads to hell we’re led

Under their crooked claws

Comes death, so cold and clean;

The ring-giver is now a bringer of disaster

A bringer of misery, a bringer of misfortune

They preyed my blood

It’s black and bleak

It’s the blood of (the) beast born just to feed

I prey my heart to play my part

I know it’s just a fairytale untold in pain

To breed the sheep and destroy the seeds

The seeds that I sow I’ll have to reap myself

Forced to bleed to feed their greed

This is a mass funeral in red!

Vice on virtue

Victory on vanity

Fire is so cold though my blood is boiling in my veins

Vice on virtue

Victory on vanity

Answer me now

I will laugh in pain

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