Tempelschlaf

Lyrics for Tempelschlaf

Wounds will be healing Alpha Not a single saint met body parts left for lower realms The holy scum has armies of undignified deserts They say all markings pale when heads are held up high At all the works of dragon scales and cherry trees of a million skied Blood is pale Cruel alpha How will you make us turn our rotten faces from your dark light? Dawn on the road Pass on your scented fluids till we fall in line Smell urine and blood The riches of the mind Instinct is remissness Brides hanging from the willow All loving kinds said Proud and polished axe head And forged in our dissent The black spirits we malnourished and There is nothing left to pretend Kill complete death Chaos alpha How will you make us turn our rotten faces from your dark light? Dawn on the road Pass on your scented fluids till we fall in line Smell urine and blood Rubbish man Shield up the truest fortune Slayer man You feast upon their flesh Send us back Into the void Forever Wounds will be healing Alpha