White Stones

Taste Of Blood

White Stones


Accustomed
To the taste of blood
We continue
To slave the road
Our vague minds
Follow old writings
Our weakness is guilty
For His power

Do good as you can
And the evil you should
Do good as you can
And the evil you

Cuando la luna se cubra de nuestras penas
Pazuzu reinará
The darkness will come
And the vomit will flow
Do good as you can
And the evil you should