كلمات Atrocities

God visits all lost souls To survey the damage We noticed a bonfire Burning in his eyes He whispered "It's the atrocities of your story Of your story" God visits all lost souls To survey the damage And holding his bleeding heart A tear comes to his eye He whispered It's the atrocities of History Of History Of... The he falls to the floor For there's many more tears on the sunrise And now we must eat those tears Now we must eat our fill Of the Atrocities The Atrocities The Atrocities The Atrocities