Текст песни Septic Flesh - Razor Blades Of Guilt
Septic Flesh - Razor Blades Of Guilt слова песни
Hedonism, power in life without endMorality and remorse banishedAn epitaph of useless beliefs and countless mistakesLeft to the outcastsThose who were found guilty for self-tormentNever admitting so. betrayed by their shiverWhile mutilating their happinessWith razor blades of guiltTheir voices rise like an irritating whisperTo the AENAON fortressBut there is no need for warriorsThat can not win thier own battlesRazor blades of guiltNo beggars are allowed in. to feast in sympathyThis treasure is kept and sharedWith the beloved loyal comradesWearing the title of the trinityWarlord, magician and kingHands are raised grasping golden cupsIn a toast for hedonismPower in life without guilt