The Endtime Msg Pt I testo

War From A Harlots Mouth


Lay down the decision
it has been decided!
i've never felt finished off

but now its coming to an bitter end

used to try - tried to let me fall in cries of shame...

cast in nowhere
a slave to his own sins is standing
a knife in his hand
he will bleed, maybe sink down with
nevertheless freedom will come....

day by day the same procedure
a neverending story
just show me the alternate end

i dreamed the black nights falling
the prison to feel falling upstairs
again and again