Therion. A'arab Zaraq Lucid Dreaming. Children Of The Damned. Zeneszám

He's walking like a small child
But watch his eyes burn you away
Black holes in his golden stare
God knows he wants to go home

Children of the damned
Children of the damned
Children of the damned
Children of the damned

He's walking like a dead man
If he would have lived he would have crucified us all
Now he's standing on the last step
He thought oblivion, well it beckons us all

Children of the damned
Children of the damned
Children of the damned
Children of the damned

Now it's burning his hands, he's turning to laugh
Smiles as the flames sear his flesh
[Incomprehensible] his face screaming in pain
Peeling the skin from his eyes
Watch him die according to plan
He's dust on the ground what have we learned

Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh

You're children of the damned, your back's against the wall
You'll burn again in light, you're children of the damned
Like candles watch them burn, burning in the light
You'll burn again tonight, you're children of the damned
Children of the damned