Текст песни The Misfortune Teller

The rule was lost
In cities of the dead
The land around them worn
Too large to comprehend
The rife of wars
The armies in the skies
The mud of darkened pair of feet
Catholic rights

Rise of the dead
The blood upon are hands is forlorn
The size of the dread
Within our panic hearts we are erode

A grave mistake
We're right back where we started from
The grave escape
It's right back here we go

Resent yourself (resent yourself)

Misfortunes law
Is sketched within our chest
The rams head has society
The sheep among us sleep
The layman's worth
The hole above his head
His tyranny is clear
The floor beneath is gone
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Rise of the dead
The word upon are hands is forlorn
The size of the dread
Within our panic hearts we erode

A grave mistake
We're right back where we started from
It's devastating
It's right back here we go
A grave mistake
We're right back where we started from
It's devastating
It's back here we go

Resent yourself

A grave mistake
We're right back where we started from
It's devastating
It's right back here we go
A grave mistake
It's right back where we started from
It's devastating
It's right back here we go

resent yourself - x19

The freedom of broken rule
The freedom of broken rule