Painted Doors Songtext
von A Mourning Star

I writhe
In trepidation
No sleep
Total deprivation
My time
Coming closer
Every second
The end approaches

Annihilation
Of the previous incarnation
I remove myself
From this plane


Angels descend
Upon a painted door
No mercy
For the wicked ones we bore

Angels descend
Upon a painted door
No mercy
For the wicked ones we bore

I writhe in trepidation
No sleep total deprivation
I writhe in trepidation
No sleep total deprivation

Angels descend upon our painted doors
No mercy for the wicked ones we bore

Angels descend upon our painted doors
No mercy for the wicked ones we bore