Altars Of Doom Lyrics
Thorny winding streetsA train of drunk undertakersDigging their own gravesThe altar full of tonguesOf fluent politiciansAltar of sufferingOf the holocaustThe towns of grey sick facesJerking the ropesWhich keep themIn constant suspenseEvery day strugglesWith darkness for lightShadows disperseAs there comes the nightThe last raysOf the dying worldLocked in the sockets of empty skullsThe small, the weak, the yellowWaiting for the MessiahGo away from his feetAltar of painOf the HolocaustShadows impressedIn concreteAnd ashes mixed with blood
Dragon Altars Of Doom
