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• Artiste: Kovenant
• Titre: Prophecies of Fire
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Born from the blind, delusional mind Bite the hand that feeds the lie The garden is severed, burned is the truth Open your eyes 'cause God hates you The serpents have the power coiled in illusion A poisonous gift of beautiful sin Paint the whore with the ashes of Eden It's time to face the end of the world We have flown too close to the sun But in space even angels can get burned As death rains down upon them Cleansing the streets in a cloudburst of blood Black leather smoke coils up my nostrils Tingling with death's surprise It leaks out through the cracks In the cold asphalt sidewalks of the city of sin Feast upon the images of molten massacre As the machineries of death grind relentlessly on We have flown too close to the sun But in space even angels can get burned Lunacy breeds in silent fire No hope for mankind as the world expire