Death In June

This bondage
It has no charms
Silence and evil weigh down my arms
We know our god
By the things he creates
Life, beauty, but most of all hate
Tell me your torment
On unholy ground
Think of the times
Life turned around
Power has a fragnance
How kreepy it krawls
Power has a fragnance
Let loose wehrwolves
This bondage
It has no charms
Silence and evil weigh down my arms
We know our gods
By the things they create
Life, beauty, but most of all hate