Zealot Songtext
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Zealot Songtext
I′m about to make the greatest sacrifice of all
The leap of faith to bring myself to God
Words of the preacher, they echo in my head
More enemies will get a ticket straight to hell
When death is all that matters
Your beauty lies become so small
This is an easy way
The way to reach my martyrdom
I'll have the guts to blow myself away
My love for death′s an easy price to pay
Servant of God
Who's the last radical?
Trinity set discreetly hidden on my body
With their blood I rode to paradise's way
The crowded place will be my main concelement
Detonation, if it helps to celebrate it
When death is all that matters
Your beauty lies become so small
This is an easy way
The way to reach my martyrdom
I′ll have the guts to blow myself away
My love for death′s an easy price to pay
Servant of God
Who's the last radical?
Here I come, I′m ready for eternal rest
Pull the pin and drift away in nothingness
I saw the prize, the way may not be left
God, embrace me, I serve you with my dying breath
Here I come, I'm ready for eternal rest
Pull the pin and drift away in nothingness
I saw the prize, the way may not be left
God, embrace me, I serve you with my dying breath
The leap of faith to bring myself to God
Words of the preacher, they echo in my head
More enemies will get a ticket straight to hell
When death is all that matters
Your beauty lies become so small
This is an easy way
The way to reach my martyrdom
I'll have the guts to blow myself away
My love for death′s an easy price to pay
Servant of God
Who's the last radical?
Trinity set discreetly hidden on my body
With their blood I rode to paradise's way
The crowded place will be my main concelement
Detonation, if it helps to celebrate it
When death is all that matters
Your beauty lies become so small
This is an easy way
The way to reach my martyrdom
I′ll have the guts to blow myself away
My love for death′s an easy price to pay
Servant of God
Who's the last radical?
Here I come, I′m ready for eternal rest
Pull the pin and drift away in nothingness
I saw the prize, the way may not be left
God, embrace me, I serve you with my dying breath
Here I come, I'm ready for eternal rest
Pull the pin and drift away in nothingness
I saw the prize, the way may not be left
God, embrace me, I serve you with my dying breath
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