Sons Of Seasons - 1413 lyrics

Wading through ashes One night for the k** is all they need Hell's children burning Turn the law of the church into anarchy Guardians of pilgrims Bankers of kings CHORUS: Maybe they will regret it The smell of blood is strong Which stains on tragic night Tears sealing the lies On heretic's dawn God's sign on dusty linen Life's sworn to poverty A holy father's drunk illusions Commanding them to cross the sea To dust and heat where pagans breed Guardians of pilgrims Bankers of kings CHORUS: To David's halls they wander Bring down Jerusalem The thirst of sickened minds Tears sealing the lies On heretic's dawn All they ever feared was lies became the truth While breaking the ties of clerical circles Those undermined his servants' life solo. Tears sealing the lies On heretic's dawn All they ever feared was lies became the truth While breaking the ties of clerical circles Those undermined his servants' life All they ever feared was lies became the truth While breaking the ties of clerical circles Those undermined his servants' life There's nothing more but silence There's nothing more to prove We lived a life of violence We lived a life of pain We're wading down the waters Towards the bright white light And memories of this day Will never die