The Flesh Trading Company - Sculptor of Lies

In 1616 the madness began
Chaos was rising, so deadly their plan
Black source of wisdom, sentenced and killed
Heretics to fire, that was their will

I am the last one, survivor of the flames
All the gifted got lost in the pain
No grave

Years passing by, no one came back
Blazing fires to cast out the black
Betrayal of birth, I lied to myself
To save all the knowledge of demons and hell

I am the last one, survivor of the flames
All the gifted got lost in the pain
No grave

I am a coward, a sculptor of lies
Those who are fearless, it´s them who must die
The fires stopped in 1631
I am alive, all others are gone

I am the last one, survivor of the flames
All the gifted got lost in the pain
No grave

Written by:
Michael Lorz

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