Christian Epidemic Souls Of The Dead Lyrics

Souls Of The Dead Lyrics

A crystal clear, cleansing single flame

Must come to burn our ball of shame

It brings us peace, so the souls of the dead

Can finally have their glory



The dead that have seen everything

Death on a cross an every war

Brothers and sisters that many have lost

And children left all alone



They've seen babies eyes excavated

the scar of death starving

Whirpools of a millions tears

Blood on the crosses of nameless graves



They now you well soaked through by blood

A killing soldier of Jesus

Holding a cross and murdering at will

Your soul is caressed by a crown of thorns



they see you falling upon your knees

They see you make the sibn of cross

They know you're ready to kill

Everyone falls into disgrace