Buried Dreams The Sword And The Cross
Mortal gods to meet the death An inferno through my head.
Devastating desolation Now they won't hear the empty cry.
Sadistic-terror
Lives in my heart and in my soul
It will turn you mad And then lead you to death
Too many years the sign of a god
Has been there for leading your life
Now you try with your sharpened sword
But it's useless now in the life you dwell
Seeking an answer for this endless war.
Fighting in sin, for a so called god
Who didn't told you to fight for him
His philosophy was to fight for yourself
But your blinded eyes didn't let you think
That in this life you just live for once...
Trying on emotionless Understanding what it may be
Crying for some mercy
But they won't listen you'll die!
The sun is fading back into obscurity
I can smell the blood of my blackened soul
Running in the night, with your sharpened sword
Now there's no escape you confront the cross
Winter frost and desert heat
The moon and sun won't shine again
Passing all the centuries
Just to stand for their bleeding cross
