Текст песни Thyrane - Blindfolded
Thyrane - Blindfolded слова песни
Inconsistent ideals tend to choke on their vanity, god-given laws to corrupt our sanity.Fuck your values, and fuck your salvation, i laugh at inri and cherish temptation.In the evershadowed corners of my soul, dwells the esoteric strength of mine.For the glory of the Beast, i forever raise the chalice of wine.You may be many in numbers but you are weak in spirit, deliverance through obedient submission?Never have i trusted your words, your patterns are destined to fall apart.I hereby blindfold my self from your illusions.The "truths" that you forced down my throat, i`ll bleed all over you.Tha hand that was promised to feed me, has always tried to strike me down.I`ve bit that hand with the teeth of Blasphemy,and blace a trail through constructions of christianity.Blindfolded i am, yet never have i seen deeper into your weak souls.Cursed be thee, the celestial flock.