Testo di The Heretic

Inevitably It's starting to bleed And couldn't be stopped, that's justice Incredible luck, to lift and be struck What curious things.. A moment to think, before we will sing The beauties alined, so sweetly And don't be afraid, don't be afraid Don't be afraid... Does this look like that? (My bumpkin boy) How cruel you get I've started again (My bumpkin boy) To miss your hands What carnage you've left (My bumpkin boy) And you were dead Remember your flesh (My bumpkin boy) To see us break Our souls are unrest What kind of pride is this? Dry your, dry your eyes They'll salt his wounds If burning the flesh means finding the one Does this look like that? (My bumpkin boy) How cruel you get I've started again (My bumpkin boy) To miss your hands What carnage you've left (My bumpkin boy) And you were dead Remember your flesh (My bumpkin boy) To see us break (Flesh is heretic My body is a witch I am burning it) My bumpkin boy How cruel you get I've started again My bumpkin boy To miss your hand...