Текст песни Ghosts of the Charnel House - Primordial

Our knees were cracked and broken
Genuflect in dirt
Broken glass that tears the sheets
And grinds teeth as black as night
Where the demons of the cloth
Rape our wretched flesh

The ghosts of the Charnel House
They were born to deathless guilt
The ghosts of the Charnel House
They were born to shameful night

Pale backs are ripe from the lash
Fingers are worked to the bone
Scavengers of the cross
They flicker in perdition's - perdition's light

The ghosts of the Charnel House
They were born to deathless guilt
The ghosts of the Charnel House
They were born to shameful night

The poor mouth, it speaks
Of the begging bowl politics
It's words cast long - long shadows
From the doorway of the Charnel House

The ghosts of the Charnel House
They were born to deathless guilt
The ghosts of the Charnel House
They were born to shameful night