walking virtue models
it's humanity's end
your irresistable charm
longs for the splendour, fame
power, control
with hand suppressed, your lust
aches for a new allure
so many of you
rank up with god
father from stars, your servants serve you so poor
there are many traitors greedy for dough
father from stars, they don't treat you with respect
ir isn't good to follow your footsteps anymore
black 'n' whites must be converted
black 'n' whites must be converted
This lyric was posted anonymously. Not yet confirmed by Book of Metal.
