Demonic #7 Lyrics – Mordred

And you see it as a sickness for victims killing with a quickness
On fire, the old house is burning, never to return
I just sit and watch it burn
And the angels fall down from Heaven, the demonic number seven

And we all fall down from Hell
And you see it as a cancer, looking for answers, just another song and dancer
In chains entombed, unknown soldier, wisdom wasted on the older
Deconstruction and demolition, moving of its own volition

Deconstruction and demolition, moving of its own volition
And we all fall down from Hell
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Mordred Lyrics – Demonic #7

Mordred

Demonic #7