Текст песни Morbid Angel - Brainstorm

Blessed Are The Sick
Жанр: Death Metal
Исполнитель: Morbid Angel
Альбом: Blessed Are The Sick
Длительность: 02:35
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Gods transform me The storm will cleanse me Civilized I shall not be By this holy strain of laws I fall below the earth I smell the ancients breath The fiends encircle me They speak my name in tongues For I'm no human now I burn the ways conform The gods are pleased with me They speak my name in tongues I am the seer I know the texts divine Thunder words Demons race into my eyes Azazel Lend to me your wings of twelve I shall fly into the storm I, son of fire, in anger become The lightning bolts that strike the earth
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