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*** Autor textu: David Vincent *** Autor hudby: Morbid Angel
Nothing But Fear
Consequence...now the panic comes
You've dabbled in magik your fingers are burned
Lost as you run towards the light
And deep in your heart you have nothing but fear
Your future is hanging by a strand
Your master makes his just demands
Game of life's price coming due
A swell of fear erupts in you
Your time is now!
Never a prayer, just silence rings
Charity works won't change a thing
Your balance of life is on our side
There's never a place to hide
What's so real is plain in sight
Cost to play: eternal life
For when we play - we play for keeps
Satan's marks forever we speak
Your time is now!
With screams you defy still silence rings
Prayers to some god won't change a thing
Gleam in your eyes reduced to tears
And deep in your heart you've nothing but fear
Why object to "rewards" you know you've earned them
Why reject all your fantasy
You can't betray what your works have bargained for you
No use to fear what you have in store
Morbid Angel:
Morbid Angel:
