Stepping Over Angels Songtext
von Obtained Enslavement
Stepping Over Angels Songtext
Tunnel of traps in the mind of the angel
Who sits at the feet of his mastering god
Heaven no longer no longer presents
Of the glimpse of the race that is walking below
The pleasures of flesh and the glory of war
Have left scars in the mind of the one at the feet
In the depths of horror he hid just himself
As he stands over angels and angels proceed
Satisfaction is now on the face of the one
Who no longer is by the feet of his god
But sits high on his throne of god
There′s no talking, looking far from the heat
Will he be worthy for the beast?
Or will they throw him to the gods
For them to ever feast?
Tunnel of traps in the mind of the angel
Who sits at the feet of his mastering god
Heaven no longer no longer presents
Of the glimpse of the race that is walking below
The pleasures of flesh and the glory of war
Have left scars in the mind of the one at the feet
In the depths of horror he hid just himself
As he stands over angels and angels proceed
Satisfaction is now on the face of the one
Who no longer is by the feet of his god
But sits high on his throne of god
There's no talking, looking far from the heat
Will he be worthy for the beast?
Or will they throw him to the gods
For them to ever feast?
The one who came far from the heat
Was not worthy for the beast
Who sits at the feet of his mastering god
Heaven no longer no longer presents
Of the glimpse of the race that is walking below
The pleasures of flesh and the glory of war
Have left scars in the mind of the one at the feet
In the depths of horror he hid just himself
As he stands over angels and angels proceed
Satisfaction is now on the face of the one
Who no longer is by the feet of his god
But sits high on his throne of god
There′s no talking, looking far from the heat
Will he be worthy for the beast?
Or will they throw him to the gods
For them to ever feast?
Tunnel of traps in the mind of the angel
Who sits at the feet of his mastering god
Heaven no longer no longer presents
Of the glimpse of the race that is walking below
The pleasures of flesh and the glory of war
Have left scars in the mind of the one at the feet
In the depths of horror he hid just himself
As he stands over angels and angels proceed
Satisfaction is now on the face of the one
Who no longer is by the feet of his god
But sits high on his throne of god
There's no talking, looking far from the heat
Will he be worthy for the beast?
Or will they throw him to the gods
For them to ever feast?
The one who came far from the heat
Was not worthy for the beast
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