Of Those Who Bled Songtext
von Vorvaň

The manifests we followed so hard
Created by thieves, redeemers and priests
Our path is the same as the fallen′s
Aroused by the lies
Alleged as perfect reasons for pride
The trophies to chase, the feasts that we make
Have turned us as blind as the fallen
And frozen our hearts

And we're all to pay once we ablaze
There shall be no god left for us to pray
One father of life the Chaos shall rise
Upon our cross and upon our star
Over the axe that uttered faith
With a voice of those who bled


In thousands of inglorious rhymes
In honourless runes and speeches we scooped
With a cryptic code of the fallen
Abraxas defined
The answers had been sunk in wine
When questions got raised, when horror was faced
With a dying breed of the fallen
The truth was denied

And we′re all to pay once we ablaze
There shall be no god left for us to pray
One father of life the Chaos shall rise
Upon our cross and upon our star
Over the axe that uttered faith
With a voice of those who bled

And every brand new day I look back at myself
One effort to refine, one step to make a change
And every brand new day I have to tell myself
That I don't need to die to start to live again

And every brand new day I look back at myself
One effort to refine, one step to make a change
And every brand new day I have to tell myself
That I don't need to die to start to live again


And we′re all to pay once we ablaze
There shall be no god left for us to pray
One father of life the Chaos shall rise
Upon our cross and upon our star
Over the axe that uttered faith
With a voice of those who bled