The Chant of Furies
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Lyrics
There's no sacred place Where you'll be free from danger There's no special, safe space where you can escape And there's no secret land where you can hide your soul For all those senseless and endless evil crimes For that red, blameless blood you caused to flow You have slaughtered purity and innocents with your inquisitions With all your crusades Healers, witches, black cats, pagans and herectics You've killed them in the name of your god It's time to face the truth Now, it's time for revenge Coniurant furiae crinitaque sontibus Hydris tesiphone quatien infausto lumine pinum Armato ad cartra vocant pallentia Manes Tisifone Megera Aletto
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Song Details
- Duration
- 02:12
- Key
- 2
- Tempo
- 103 BPM