Sdrum 歌词

Pray the lord to have your place in sun That's useless, you will realize That the words you're saying have no sense ´Cause up there nobody can hear You will cry, you'll sick up all your pain God is dead and your faith Soon will fall Look with disdain all the crosses you have got Burn all those curses you have read for too long Burn 'em all! Hate with pride the holy virgin Hate with pride the holy church Now you're almost free From the weight which oppresses the world And the words they're saying have no sense ´Cause your heart is now turning to black They will cry, they'll sick up all their white rudeness You must fight with your heart To clean your soul No regret for the dead one No regret for that spiritual corpse Show your freedom with boldness Show your freedom with pride Now you're free From the weight which oppresses the world They will cry, they'll sick up all their white rudeness You have fought with your heart And cleaned your soul. Look with disdain all the crosses you have got Burn all those curses you have read for too long Burn 'em all! Hate with pride the holy virgin Hate with pride the holy church Now you're almost free From the weight which oppresses the world And the words they're saying have no sense ´Cause your heart is now turning to black They will cry, they'll sick up all their white rudeness You must fight with your heart To clean your soul No regret for the dead one No regret for that spiritual corpse Show your freedom with boldness Show your freedom with pride Now you're free From the weight which oppresses the world They will cry, they'll sick up all their white rudeness You have fought with your heart And cleaned your soul.