Текст песни Akercocke - Valley Of The Crucified
Akercocke - Valley Of The Crucified слова песни
Slowly drowning in sandDust and death greet youIn the valley of the crucifiedSurvey the slaughterOf a hundred scoreCrucified ChristiansEroded bones of victims pastHuman detrilus scatteredSkulls crack underfootAged blood stained and brownThe dead and the near deadThe unburiable stench of decaySoft grey mouldy fleshDangles from withered bonesForsaken sounds from parched throatsCracked and arched spines succumbTo sand scoured daysCadavers that festerLike rotted fruit on the vineThis is not HellThis is a place like any other brotherThe sins of God and the sins of manTheir cunting holy trinitySlowly forgotten in sandThe lesser law abideth as the keyVessel of holy painHear me dark ones of the pit