Şarkı sözü koordinatları
ENOrijinal sözler
Çeviri henüz yok. Orijinal sözler gösteriliyor.
You preach, yet you have nothing to say
Always the milk and never the meat
You starve the sheep
To feed the goats
A famine in the pews
Pestilence and disease sweeping through
Sickly, having no way to defend
Now, wolves come to feed
