Tekst utworuSlayer |South Of Heaven
An unforeseen future nestled
somewhere in
time.
Unsuspecting victims no
warnings, no signs.
Judgment
day the second coming
arrives.
Before you see the
light you must die.
Forgotten
children, conform a new
faith,
Avidity and lust
controlled by hate.
[The]
Never ending search for your
shattered sanity,
Souls of
Damnation in their own
reality.
Chaos rampant,
An
age of
distrust.
Confrontations.
Impulsive
habitat.
Bastard sons beget
your cunting
daughters,
Promiscuous mothers
with your incestuous
fathers.
Engreat souls
condemned for [all]
eternity,
Sustained by immoral
observance a domineering
deity.
Chaos rampant,
An age
of
distrust.
Confrontations.
Impulsive
sabbath.
On and on, south of
heaven (x 4)
The root of all
evil is the heart of a black
soul.
A force that has lived
all eternity.
A never ending
search for a truth never
told.
The loss of all hope and
your dignity.
Chaos
rampant,
An age of
distrust.
Confrontations.
Impulsive
habitat.
On and on, south of
heaven (x 4)
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