Below the flag
And the crucifix in chains
A candle is lit
Watching the wick blacken
The flame mysteriously dancing
Violently eating its fuel
There is a feeling
Of leaving this world
From the smoke
Voices of death call
The choice is irreversible
Drawn to the other
Destroy earthly praise
Unwilling to accept the flesh
The torture of life
The excitement of death
Below the flag
And the crucifix in chains
A candle is lit
Watching the wick blacken
The flame mysteriously dancing
Violently eating its fuel
There is a feeling
Of leaving this world
From the smoke
Voices of death call
The choice is irreversible
Drawn to the other
Destroy earthly praise
Unwilling to accept the flesh
The torture of life
The excitement of death
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Isolation cannot corrupt
Or penetrate the minds chambers
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The imagination of evil
Will rise and we worship the irons
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The black crest of death
The gold wreath of war
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The black crest of death
The gold wreath of war
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The black crest of death
The gold wreath of war