Son Of Four-hands Way letra

Lack of knowledge, sacrifice, passion
Ordinary days turn into famished hyenas
And I'm their meal
Do you will surrender to destiny?

The black one descends from the abyss
Possessed, entranced, controlled?
No! It's her! A hand covering my face
A hand holding destruction

A hand purifies
A hand prays the transformation
Nudity removes any illusion
Yelps come to my ears but other complaints

Other carcasses. Each new victim
A new head from her necklace
She has no intention of ending the carnage
She wants to recreate

Death becomes for a better dimension
How to get rid from these cursed hands?
Her fury silent, it was anything
All that remains is despair

Hierophant - Letras

• Alienazione
• Apatia
• Inferno
• Masochismo
• Nostalgia
• Paranoïa
• Sadismo
• Son Of Egoistic Love
• Son Of Four-hands Way
• Son Of The Black Mirror
• Son Of The Carcinoma
• Son Of The Cathartic Cave
• Son Of The New Faith
• Son Of The Public Castration
• Son Of The Tongue's Prison
• Sottomissione