Darkwind - Sadistic Funeral Lyrics

Slower steps
Heavily pounding
Onto the stony ground
With the feeling of the nails
Penetrating flesh
To the bones
Slow steps
Carrying the crowd of bodies
On the backs
Wounds from whips
Drenched in salt solutions

All the two-faced hypocrites
Who befooled me and kept me in the dark
It's my pleasure to see them bleed

Now in the procession
They pretend compassion
As the punches to faces
From underworld forces
Get stronger

However screams and helpless cries
Praying for letting go
And the relief from pain
Not finding the hearer

I keep the guard
Above your false sights
My soul
Is incarnated into a bird
With black wings

Before you exhale
For the last time
On the treshold
Of greatest pain
You go blind
Although you already were
For a long time
When I fly down to you