Songtexte:
Fall Before The Throne

tied you to a kitchen chair She broke your throne, she cut your hair And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah Maybe I've been here before

: The iron hand it ain't no match for the iron rod, The strongest wall will crumble and fall to a mighty God. For all those who have eyes and all those

: O sov'reign God, O matchless King- the saints adore, the angels sing and fall before the throne on grace to you belongs the highest praise. These

Satans legemlige gjorelse Jeg er din herre Jeg er ondskapen Jeg er antikrist [English translation:] [Antichrist] Step on to my throne pale corpse Fall to your knees in respect before

use to describe this, sick of fightin' everyone around me for silence, sick of tryin' to get inside of your silly blinded vision of what you though life was before

there's a lost horizon We must find a way to the throne Take his gold and the bed he lies on No mercy from hearts made of stone Before the fall we were

She tied you To a kitchen chair She broke your throne, and she cut your hair And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah Baby I have been here before

you she tied you to her kitchen chair she broke your throne and she cut your hair and from your lips she drew the hallelujah hallelujah... baby i've been here before

to her kitchen chair She broke your throne and she cut your hair And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah Baby I've been here before