Текст песни Evildead - Holy Trails
Evildead - Holy Trails слова песни
Tied to a stake, purity through fireA blessing from the Church,Admit to sin,Alchemist to the crossthey hang above your head,Accused of witchcraft, for making metalIt`s time to burn,Hell on Earth, a second birthAn Age of pain.Lapsing into time, gazing on an age,Of confusion with no solutions,Call on the Inquisitor for confessions of a witch,A reign of horror with no tomorrow,Informers twisting lies to inherit the estate,Evil vices for a gain,Bring on the torturer and his tools of the trade,The thumbscrew speaks the truth.Casting spells - unknown chantswith possessed burning eyes,Demonic action-witches brewaccuser feeding lies,On the stake to burn alive see the crowed reject your kind,Down below no repentance, excommunication is your prize.[Lead: Gonzales]Run down, laying low, aching muscles, tension full,Praying for death!Broken bones, ripping flesh, you`ve become a bloody mess,When will it end?Going slow, felling pain, wondering "Why me?"A living nightmare!Frustration, denomination,it`s time to meet your maker.UNHOLY! HOLY TRAILS...The Churches evil plot, perverted, demented sacredgrounds,UNHOLY! HOLY TRAILS...Cathedrals rule on fear. the weak unwillingly givetheir lives.[12 string: Garcia][solo: Gonzales]Martyr with no cause, submission to your fate,The magic and the spells, nothing there to gain,The knowledge you obtained, eternal torment claimed insane![solo: Garcia]For sorcery and witchcraft now you pay in vain,Your mortal body pressing death,Judgement made, but who`s insane?Desecration in the Bishop`s den[tag solo: Garcia]