Текст песни Grey Heaven Fall - Изгой Лживых Образов Икон

In the face of the icon standing, its about saving the mole, morally sinking,
wash all the sins of trying ...

In the darkness of the church walls hitting a vile creatures in captivity. Lying image icons
dictates one law ... Believing in the hope of God for ever, you are doomed to be a slave
a short century. Suffering humiliation on her knees freeze, but then still die ...
Rejecting the canons, denying the law you become an outcast false images of icons.
Forgetting God, you go away from him, knowing the philosophy of Darkness ...

God cursed me and I became an outcast among the homeless ... shower I sought refuge.
Bastard loneliness and blasphemy servant stood before the Prince of Darkness, and there is no turning back ...

The ringing of the bells in the black church on the hill. Today, I give my soul to darkness.
The ringing of the bells in the black church on the hill - today I give my soul to Satan ....

Boils the blood in my body, taking prichischene fire, poisoning your mind forever,
I drink a cup of black wine. The soul will turn black as hell of the night, now I no
I can not help, in my ears, I can hear the screams of people who will be the victim of my own.
In the face of the icon standing, its about saving the mole, morally sinking, wash all the sins
trying. I look at the image of the saint, impaling his emptiness, On your knees you will entice
and void of fear shaking.