The Great Divide Lyrics

Initial State The Great Divide

(lead:Anatoly)
The eyes and stretced hands-
all I perceive-immence drop
of uncongeald blood...
Children of lies!..
They boast of new faith
await for new victims,
Available souls
For giant meat-grinder
of Religion Fit !..
(lead:Anatoly)
Awaits for my soul...
Awaits for my death!..
Last admission
Attemps to ransom are futile
No praise for God that's Dead
Like gem it'll crown your
Gold Chain of Life!..
(lead:Anatoly)