Testo Spellbreaker

When turret clock comes near midnight
The church bell calls for their servants

Staring with bleak eyes
Behind a pale white face
The cape of sin has bent down their backs

Begged in life and serve in death Below a wooden cross
Betrayed by the almighty Sign of Christ

When turret clock comes near midnight
The church bell calls for their servants

Right in the middle of this well known crowd
I feel the weakness in every heart

Nearly saying these creatures get what they deserve
I recognized we finally must burn down the spell of lies and greed
Crush the church and hang this goatfucking priests

Free the sons and raise
the daughters of our soilto claim what is ours

Staring with bleak eyes
Behind a pale white face
The cape of sin has bent down their backs

Begged in life and serve in death
Below a wooden cross
Betrayed by the almighty Sign of Christ

When turret clock comes near midnight
The church bell calls for their servants

Among the sad gaze of the dead
Damned to see them all again