paroles de chanson The Dance of Victory - Eluveitie

The most heinous con
Refuge of evil
Cloven tongues that speak of truth
With false, specious words
They sold what can't be bought
Acherontic saints of holy sales

Damn bloody lies
Burn me alive

Silence! Those mouths are stuffed by truth
Hark! At the tomb of the vile
I will dance
They don't heed the eternal
I can see the fruits of a spirit putrescent

The ogre burning heretics
The cleansing stake
I'm not daunted by distress
For all lie in inanity
But some stretched out their hands
And touched the awen

Damn bloody lies
Burn me alive

Silence! Those mouths are stuffed by truth
Hark! At the ruins of the vile
I will dance
They don't heed the eternal
I can see the fruits of a spirit putrescent

Silence! Those mouths are stuffed by truth
Hark! At the ruins of the vile
I will dance

In victory