Letras:
Christian Death The Rage Of Angels

At these moments I don't need the myths to recognise me Then a veil of mist descends And I become a happier man While unexplored self doubts pretend

of Bacchus flows Listen to the thunder rage Deceivers dragged before their cross I am He that vanquished Death And bore the sting of loss What vulgar christ

of Bacchus flows Listen to the thunder rage Deceivers dragged before their cross I am He that vanquished Death And bore the sting of loss What vulgar christ

of Bacchus flows Listen to the thunder rage Deceivers dragged before their cross I am He that vanquished Death And bore the sting of loss What vulgar christ

bam Madman lyrically from rap to seran next plan Let me expand on my artwork genius in my reality Pure insanity can it be the angel dust that turns your

Stomp Satan through the earth when Jesus lift up, Lion of Judah looking for Lucifer to rip him up, Dispatching angels to my side ride for the truth, Drive

deform into your worst nightmare Prince of darkness - hellspawned, the spirit of evil Prince of darkness - hellspawned, the angel of death Confront me now Weak, inferior christian

come home from the garage, I see him climbing through the window. [Martin Harrison] Aha! [Amos Hart] With my wife Roxie lying there, sleeping like an angel

of Bacchus flows Listen to the thunder rage Deceivers dragged before their cross I am He that vanquished Death And bore the sting of loss What vulgar christ