Songtexte:
Gods Child

: Whipping tears from the sky, as the forsaked throne embrace it`s soul. With blood on their hands, and high-raised swords, the ancient gods command.

Whipping tears from the sky, as the forsaked throne embrace it`s soul. With blood on their hands, and high-raised swords, the ancient gods command. Fading

: Whipping tears from the sky, as the forsaked throne embrace it`s soul. With blood on their hands, and high-raised swords, the ancient gods command.

: Won't you rest your ruined head my weary child This would twas not for thee I send you now the promised land Not one breath did you heave stilly born

the earth is strung with lovers' pearls and all I see are dark eyes. A cock is crowing far away and another soldier's deep in prayer, Some mother's child

queen Sign of the cross And pray in-between Look by the light of the day She's hiding till dark Waiting to play hey-hey Something's taken a child And

new... captures for a deride! for I will never be reborn!! no god with sense of grace captured in the trace of pain like paradise shall decay to deceptive gods

in his paradise You must leave this land forever more or live behind these iron doors o the darkest dungeon So they left with the passing storm The Gods

helping Is it time for the old gods to die? To arms is the only cry Hatred of all things alive War is all we know The humans must feast on their gods