Brandish The Sceptre

Mankind can be bind
But not the words of god
Idioms are free and flourish
Ulmight 'cause sensible

BRANDISH THE SCEPTRE
Mistress of all cults
Cursed is your body
Until all severed end nears

Angels force be immortal
In presence of all the true
Stars grow in lonely nights
When the watcher rise

Intelligence awake to harmony
Barious terrible fears
Borrow symbolic mystery
Spiteful eyes in face of beaty

Losowe piosenki:
I Like
Je Suis Désol
Love Is All We Needb
Sweetheart
Monkey Nutz
Gloves Of Metal
Stairway Of Love
Schuld War Nur Der Bossa Nova
Let It Rain
YOU, WHO DO YOU HATE?