Текст песни SAMAEL - With The Gleam Of The Torches
SAMAEL - With The Gleam Of The Torches слова песни
Текст песни SAMAEL - With The Gleam Of The Torches
the priest:- Everything's ready- Go and get me fresh meat- We're thirsty for sacred beverage- Hurry up! I can't wait anymore( )the assembly:- Here she is the promised virgin!narration:Her nude body plays with the unstable shadowsHer long hair hides half her breasts, she rises her headHer eyes are shining with the gleam of the torchesthe priest:- Look deep in my eyes, you little bitch- Look at your death, she smiles at youpriest reflection:Death opens her arms to youYou tremble and your body is wetYou haven't to be scared, you'll be savedYou'll suffer, you'll die, you'll be freethe priest:I wish to hear her weepI wish to hear her cryI wish to hear her yellOf disgust... of fear... of painthe priest with the crowd:We gonna take care of you...