Текст песни Seven Serpents Dead - Gotholic

Life sacrificed for selfish choice
Repent cruel sinner
Repent cruel sinner
The next lifes gone

You feel them on your spirit
They all came undone
They all came undone
They all came undone

You had some chances
Their lives had no means
Their lives had no means
The world is breathing

The colors are smooth as clay
Laughter feeds my soul
Laughter feeds my soul
Tiny mushroom

Snack on them
See magic
Feel their powers grow
Feel their powers grow

Ancient spirits
Splendor pow
Flash before my eyes
My face hits a pow

My face hits a pow
Winter blossoms pink
Grown by immigrants imports
Affected by nine eleven

Affected by nine eleven
Seven serpents dead
Life sacrificed for himself
Choice repent cruel sinner

Repent cruel sinner
Innocent lives gone
You feel them on your spirit
Think about what you've done

Think about what youve done
Think about what youve done