Dies Irae

With the blood of your enemies
Mine are the pictures
Of all the people you've killed
Blind for those pictures
And deaf for the sound
Mine are the memories
Of the people you've killed
Let your gold be painted with blood
Of sacrifying fathers, brothers and sons
Dress your new love in my skin
To you so near.



Credits
Writer(s): Radman Katarina, Penko Peter
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