Текст песни Lingua Ignota - Woe to All (On the Day of My Wrath)

Woe to all [Incomprehensible screaming] My master pulled me from my bed Ripped every curl from out my head Held me down to strip me bare Said "Hell is real, I'll take you there." Oh master, master, please be kind Don't leave me somewhere God won't find Don't drag me to a sea of flame From which I'll never rise again I bring the end I bring the end to all things I crush the seven golden stars In my rotten right hand The teeth of seven thousand men Adorn my silver crown Where'er I walked Ten thousand flies precede me Where'er I walked Ten thousand serpents follow at my feet My tongue is an axe, and a sword, and a five pointed dagger With single word Every mountain shall crumble Every tree shall fall Every field shall be razed Every crop shall rot Every home shall be painted with blood Every lung shall be flooded with bile And woe to all who inhabit the earth For now I walk among you Woe to all who inhabit the earth For now I walk among you Woe to all who inhabit the earth Woe to all who inhabit the earth Woe to all For on the day of my wrath Go and hide yourselves Who among you will be able to stand? Woe
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