The way your world turns inside out
Is far from what your young gods taught
On days of fear the sun sets cold
The worst is yet to come, oh boy!
Kings won't save you
Law won't hear you
There's a storm coming on
Hands will tease you
Fangs will tear you
They will follow you
Let's steer away!
Inbred manner, insane anger
Che fu si pien d'ira
Hands will tease you
Fangs will tear you
They will follow you
Let's steer away!
A monument of polluted love
In part a beast, a man above
Red eyes on warped albino hair
Along the way and by the road
I see men turned to stone
Great mother of serpents gives you the stare
Kings won't save you
Law won't hear you
There's a storm coming on
Hands will tease you
Fangs will tear you
They will follow you
Let's steer away!
The snow turns red when godships fly
With strange aeons even death may die
On days of fear the sun sets cold
The worst is yet to come, oh boy!
Let's steer away!
