Tekst:
Hypocrisy Suffering Souls

Sons of fire (???) Save my soul (???) (???) Suffering soul (???) evil Like a burning hole Sacrifice Burn me Crucify Your already dead! Satans growling

Sons of fire (???) Save my soul (???) (???) Suffering soul (???) evil Like a burning hole Sacrifice Burn me Crucify Your already dead! Satans growling

Actions they use to pit against Terror, insurgency Words used to scare conformity It's propaganda, it's their hypocrisy Free to choose our own slavery All suffer

Centuries have strengthened his soul He knows the winds He knows the woods and the trees Firmly held by the strongest chains He's waiting for the nightfall

is fear two sides simplicity. Am I satan? Am I God? Idolatry that's floating on rivers filled with blood history covered with hypocrisy and pain the souls

will... Waking up your fire... with hate. That holy day ? ... figure Black Soul water into wine... ? ? Osculum... Obscenum! Satan... hear me! Taking up her suffering

Detained in hypocrisy As you pull the trigger - and fail! Doubled over - from the pain you've put me through Misguided memories - I've suffered onto

is fear two sides simplicity. Am I satan? Am I God? Idolatry that's floating on rivers filled with blood history covered with hypocrisy and pain the souls

[Music: Schaffer / Lyrics: Schaffer] As I walk through the blackened forest Thoughts of hate and anger fill my soul The charred remains of the holy rollers