Текст (слова) песни: at the gates - Under A Serpent Sun
Web of corruption thick with deceit The language of destruction, the slaughter of the meek Under a serpent sun we shall all live as one No rest for the wicked, the children of God The final retribution, the final curtain torn Within us the flames of the end Survival of the fittest, the hunt for the sacred game Sweetfleshed, hell bent creature Artist of the fevered soul Heavenly venomous rapture Stricken numb by fear I fall
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