Santificato - Gaerea

Crawling on the edge of the abyss

Tasting all the tears of the deadman…

A sea of corpses, waves of blood

The smell of old flesh

Makes me feel a brand new man

Nails piercing through my hands

Spikes on my feet

Walk on the light of a new world

No pain

No suffering

Traitors

They helped me to see a better… future

Stabs on the back

Carrying the weight of all my sins

There’s no more selfish passion

Kills more than the sword

Take mankind to the grave

Poverty will reach it fast

Great anger will end in madness

No one is really worth

The infinitely little have it infinitely great