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Dmitry MetalLord
Лирика : Ataraxie : The Other Path : Unholy Prayer
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Unholy Prayer
The Other Path (2003)
Ataraxie
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8 февраля 10, 21:58
If you're hurt by someone
Hold out the other cheek
This is the most important message
That someone left to humanity
Then you came with your holy book
Then you spread this holy gift
Bible in one hand, a sword in the other
To slay all people thinking different
Holy man, I reny your church
Too many slaughters've been done
Holy man, I won't pray for your god
For he let you kill in his name
Remember this innocent people
Devoured by flames for being different
In these dark times of heresy
When devil was every woman
Remember this dirty unbelievers
They died by their brothers' swords
Covered with crusades blood
Murdered for the holy cause
Holy man, I reny your church
Too many slaughters've been done
Holy man, I won't pray for your god
For he let you kill in his name
Hypocrit priest of hate
You forgot what you exist for
In your mouth, love means death for anyone
But the sheep that follows your insane path
Let us think by ourselves
We don't need your misleading talk
Let us remember what love means
Centuries of lies made us forget
Holy man, I reny your church
Too many slaughters've been done
Holy man, I won't pray for your god
For he let you kill in his name
Hold out the other cheek
This is the most important message
That someone left to humanity
Then you came with your holy book
Then you spread this holy gift
Bible in one hand, a sword in the other
To slay all people thinking different
Holy man, I reny your church
Too many slaughters've been done
Holy man, I won't pray for your god
For he let you kill in his name
Remember this innocent people
Devoured by flames for being different
In these dark times of heresy
When devil was every woman
Remember this dirty unbelievers
They died by their brothers' swords
Covered with crusades blood
Murdered for the holy cause
Holy man, I reny your church
Too many slaughters've been done
Holy man, I won't pray for your god
For he let you kill in his name
Hypocrit priest of hate
You forgot what you exist for
In your mouth, love means death for anyone
But the sheep that follows your insane path
Let us think by ourselves
We don't need your misleading talk
Let us remember what love means
Centuries of lies made us forget
Holy man, I reny your church
Too many slaughters've been done
Holy man, I won't pray for your god
For he let you kill in his name
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