Oh you will love the suffering We will put you thru Claiming to be the people's prophet Deceiving mad carpenter And now on the way to Golgotha Whipped
[Poem translation] Spring colour my world and its soulless body with this hate for life of death From the dying snow I feel the dripping water reborn
Fordítás: Via dolorosa. Kedves Látogatók / Trap.
Fordítás: Ophthalamia. Via Dolorosa / My Springnight áldozata.
Fordítás: Sandi Patti. Via dolorosa.
Fordítás: Egységes. Via dolorosa.
Rising sun above the sky Murdered bodies all around... What have they done? Look at yourself, where is your wisdom? Do you want to die forever? Why, why
Ruins, - death is behind, Cries, - One more human dies, Satan, - laughs as you rot Someone said: Gott ist tota Fire... Kill them all... One more village
Anger in my mind, burning from inside, Anger in my heart, Iam already got... There is nothing new when I look at you, when I see your face Motherfucker
This is here all around... Can you hear its pretty sound? Can you see its face? No escape from this place... (I hate it!) Always getting on your way,
Shadow of the dead Standing near my bed Wisper within my head: Give me your hand... Outside spirits, feral mares Tell: Do it, no one cares, Drink the
Sometimes it comes to me Comes like a burning fever I can see all eternity and understand Doesnt matter if Im dead or living... You have felt this monstrous
Everyone gets there anyway... In this place there is no shelter, Blood and flesh upon the altar, Blames of fire getting high Oh, my dear its time to die
Turn around, what you see? People - robots, life - in chains, Insenity corrupts our minds Earth is dying, worldas demise... & Freedom is just a dream,
1,2, 3, Fuck!... I can not look at your face Full of hatred and disgrace, I can not look at your fuckina face... Without strength in my sight & pain I
: Oh you will love the suffering We will put you thru Claiming to be the people's prophet Deceiving mad carpenter And now on the way to Golgotha Whipped
up His cross and laid down His sword He stumbled down the road bruised and beaten for me Jesus walked the way of grief Hallelujah! [Chorus] On the via dolorosa
: Drag me down and chain me This is not what it seems This ain't no cozy little dream This ain't no mysterious way, no no This is just another Sunday
