Celtic Frost Dawn Of Megiddo
Humilated in human form/We have to die to be reborn Awaiting the final judgement/The dawn now lifts Subjects of flesh/Slaves of lust The cross has failed/You won't see the coming fall A diviner's fire and soil Flames, like flowers, like blood Fires of freedom, flowers of doom A surface of hateful hope Oh subjects of pain Lovers of death You will feel The yearning flames Flames like tongues - like cries Pant for kisses - For bites Seven steps - And we're one Humilated - In human thoughts The frost, it bites/Your inner heart Frozens the flame/In every eye The lord will come/Broken ice The fire will burn/Gleaming ways Well never be reborn Prenatal death's redeemed our lives Into his hand we demand our hearts The lord and we are one
