Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Musica In Tempora Belli, artist - Sigh. Album song Scenes From Hell, in the genre Date of issue: 18.01.2010
Record label: The End
Song language: English
Musica In Tempora Belli |
| The beast lies within their eyes |
| They feast upon their sweet lies |
| The shrieks unheard to be heard by the dead; |
| They once fed, they once bred |
| Their ears are deafened, their eyes are blinded |
| They have no tongues to speak their truth |
| The words are buried in the smoke of fires |
| The curse is sung by the dead men’s choir |
| I am not the one who seeks for the truth that’s buried in heaven |
| I am not the one who fears the tribulations in hell, the one who seeks for the |
| vengeance to be slowly done |
| I am not the one who waits for (the) curse which I know falls on none |
| They burned my flesh |
| They burned my soul |
| They burned my shadow |
| They burned my blood |
| They burned my love |
| They burned my hate |
| They burned my pleasure |
| They burned my pain |
| The fire burns the eyes to see I’ve got; |
| The fate confined in the burning tombs |
| No flowers to bloom in the ashes on which I lie |
| Unleashed up us unwanted doom |
| Death begins to show its shadow |
| Shriek shot through my shivering womb |
| My blood-shod grave, so shabby and shallow |
| A hoof on the devil is proof of evil |
| The fire burns the tongue to speak; |
| For the truth in ashes I have to seek |
| Screamer, redeemer or is it silence |
| Like a spear to my ears |
| I’m falling from the throne blind |
| I’m crawling through the stain of blood |
| I’ll be slain, insane, in vain |
| As I was |
| As I was |
| As I was burned in hell |
| I’ve seen it |
| I’ve seen it |
| I’ve seen it |
| Yes, Hell does exist |
| The fangs to be sharpened seek another prey |
| Blood to be shed brings death to be done |
| Life is denied when our dawn draws so nigh |
| I’ll be chained to the stain of blood |
| King of slaughter |
| Sins to be scattered, crucified upon the burning throne, the unwelcome spawn is; |
| To be stoned but never to be moaned |
| I am not the one who waits for the tragedy that I’ll be given |
| I am not the one who yearns for death to be forgiven |
| I am not the one who sacrificed my own (sacred) flesh |
| I am not the one who sacrifices my own (filthy) blood |
| Denial or betrayal |
| The warning came but it was too late |
| The angels bleed to sate their greed |
| Yes Demon’s greed, and never to be freed |
| Denial or betrayal |
| The angels bleed to feed the evil |
| Only to be preyed upon their seed, I plead! |
| I am not the devil though my way might not be right |
| I am not the devil even if my hands are filled with blood |
| Oh God do you kill us for your own fun? |
| Like a stain of what has been done |