Текст песни The Heretic

THE LOST CHILD)

(B.Lawless/C.Holmes)

These fits of depression are torturing me

The lives that I seen won't breathe again

A sad child of madness, they'll never be

free

Born again to die, the agonies begin

And soldiers keep coming - like warriors

they die

But gangland's alive when mothers cry

Cause hate's blind addictions, a killing

machine

And it burns on the fuel of shattered

lives - lost child, lost child

The seeds of all evil are sown in their

minds

And harvest the sad fields of woe

Cause dead boys are martyrs

That live on forever

But now it's too late for their souls

Standing on sanities too fragile edge

And worship the "Lord of the Flies "

And wade through the slaughter

You've made of thy brother

And drown in his blood then when he

dies

You see in their eyes

They're the lost child
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See in their eyes

You see in their eyes

They're the lost child

See in their eyes

Don't turn out the lights

Cause there's demons in the night

And they prey on the fears in us all

They hide inside and wait

And they shun the light of day

The screams in their dreams fill us all

Children of the night

Such a sad tune they rhyme

The bloody boys that sing a wicked song

And for all of them they're just memories

in the wind

Rise and see

It's the dawn of insanity

Keeper of the gates of fire

And the Heretic has said

You don't have to be afraid

Till I - till I come to get ya

And child in time

On the swords edge you ride

And cast a spell of Heresy

And die in vain

Like a wild dog in chains

And no-one can save

Or set you free