Darkwell - Bow Down

Текст песни

The gods are a fatal guess
Weird creation in humans mind
If there would be gods
Not to bear to be none, what odds
God’s a thought, twists the even devious
Misanthropic, lore of the one, grievous
Bow down before me, devils
Bow down before me, gods
Bow down before me, mankind
We resist all odds
It is the human will
It is the bringer of joy
Away from god and goddesses
Possible if they are real
God’s a thought, twists the even devious
Misanthropic, lore of the one, grievous
Bow down before me, devils
Bow down before me, gods
Bow down before me, mankind
We resist all odds