Fate Outside these doors Of masques and martyrs ad the loveless The sin was beautiful Blank empire closed,the eyes of heaven shine a smoke screen,
, to be then forsaken As gardens die and heavens shake We are the silence of forever burning bright Darkness, crawls in all eternity As fear be their martyr
is time to go All of them empty shells walking, overused toys To nowhere they march, martyrs of lust In the making, more martyrs of lust Until guns blow
Said the party to the ad-man We'll conjure up a gimmick The way to lead an ass Is with a carrot and a stick Dig down for minorities Promise them concessions
executioner swung his wedge, His eyes popped right out his fuckin' head. Then when he should see the ancient moment, The making of the first British martyr. British martyr
du mat tonnant On la coincera dans le hall, Mah-Jong faudra que tu m'epaules Pour que tout ailles, il faut que chacun tienne bien son role Ad'Hoc pour
Fate Outside these doors Of masques and martyrs ad the loveless The sin was beautiful Blank empire closed,the eyes of heaven shine a smoke screen, a voice
Traducción: Ad mártir. Faithless (Pt. 1).
Traducción: Ad mártir. Beneath The Plague.
Traducción: Ad mártir. As últimas palavras de qualquer significado.
Traducción: Ad mártir. Valley Of Solitude.
Traducción: Ad mártir. Dance miséria.
Traducción: Ad mártir. Faith Healer Late Night.
Traducción: Ad mártir. American Hollow.
Traducción: Ad mártir. A Serpente ea Flor.
Traducción: Ad mártir. Tragam seus mortos.
Traducción: Ad mártir. Em Stone.
