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*** Autor textu: Grecki *** Autor hudby: Lost Soul
Worshippers of silence
Don't tell me about it's majesty
You're troubling with your cursed yell
Eternal dream of my lover
Let your lips become silent forever
Worshippers of mystery
Never able to be known
Shake up black pearls
Of your own surmises
My Temple is not for your sake
And the sweetness of Divine Satisfaction
Do reverence to mighty lord
He appeases oceans haunted by fury
And slakes the burning fire
In the heart of every... slave
With voluptuous glance
I'm charming
With the greedy palms
I'm tearing the rags of deceit
He's naked, weak
Look at me!
I'm burning his eyes with my growing desire
Don't chant my name
Worshippers of everyone
Calmed down revolt
Poisoned with spirit degradation
As the biggest servant on the Earth
Here's the power conferred upon you
Clandestine circle which shall never be
My Temple is not for your sake
And the sweetness of Divine Satisfaction
