Letras: Tarot- Gravity of Light (2010)

Satan Is Dead :

Just a few letters from the Earth.
Corporate policies, corrupt politics.
Suckle the hate from birth.
Transparent fools with coloured views.

No god will take a side in this anthill war.
Got plenty of drones eager to take the fall.

I believe that the Satan is dead
And we race to take his place.
We have seen that the Satan is dead.
Rest in peace, we got your disease.

Put up a fence for me to look over.
The sheep are evil with the grass more green.
Got to have a barbecue.
I want my piece, the smoke and the grease.

No god will take a side in this anthill war.
Puppet at the front goes down, they put on more.

I believe...

The empty throne awaits in hell, it won't be long.
'Til one will rise to claim the horns for one more head.
And we will feel no slightest change. It always hurts to burn.
But the business still stays cool.

I believe that the SATAN IS DEAD!

Hell Knows :
You may find me lying on some desert road.
My eyes wide open to the universe.
And what lies there, is just something I left behind.

And I move on, but where
ONLY HELL KNOWS,
ONLY HELL KNOWS ME.

You may find me laughing in a haunted house.
Drawing strange runes to the air and dust
And here inside of me there's a long forgotten key.

To understand what's there, but now
ONLY HELL KNOWS,
ONLY HELL KNOWS ME.

You may find me crying in the closet of your room.
What ghosts know only is how to come back.
My prison will claim me again AND AGAIN...

And take me, don't know where
ONLY HELL KNOWS,
ONLY HELL KNOWS ME

Rise! :
Safety of the cages an the butcher's love.
They've held us down for thousands of years.
We are the despised, the cursed and the scum.
Imprisoned by their rules and their fears.

They said we're evil, and the flames will make us well.
But the cure has made us sick, can they tell?

And now we RISE forevermore from the grief.
The lost! The damned!
The dead will RISE for still some more. Into their dreams.
The tribes of hell!
The dead will RISE forevermore into their worth.
The lost! The damned!
The dead will RISE ON N' ON, REBORN.

Turn a rock, you'll find us. The chains go to the deep.
We've become the wretched images of ourselves.
Our ways were mended so that we broke down.
But the machinations were left for us to pay.

They said we're evil, and the flames will make us well.
But no one should one made to suffer eternity in hell.

And now we RISE forevermore from our grief.
The lost! The damned!
The dead will RISE for still some more. Into their dreams.
The tribes of hell!
The dead will RISE forevermore into their worth.
The lost! The damned!
The dead will RISE ON N' ON, REBORN.

FIND YOUR SCREAM!
USE YOUR SCREAM!
THE DEAD WILL RISE!!!

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