Letras
Sick and twisted horrors and all the pain
The man made gods of torture they still remain
Can no one learn from the mistakes they did before?
Is destiny encouraging yet another war?
The tombs are reminders of all who've paid
The angel of death, her presence was surely made
The writings of victims and statements still cover walls
The sounds of their marching still echoes inside the halls
A tourist attraction that millions see every day
Unknown feelings and anger, a soul to pray
The tombs are reminders of all who've paid
The angel of death, her presence was surely made
The writings of victims and statements still cover walls
The sounds of their marching still echoes inside the halls
I am the law
I rule this place
I am the law
I will dictate the way you live
I am the light
I am the way
I am the life
I will decide who lives or dies today
I am the law
I rule this place
I am the law
I will dictate the way you live
I am the light
I am the way
I am the life
I will decide who lives or dies today
Sick and twisted horrors and all the pain
The man made gods of torture they still remain
Can no one learn from the mistakes they did before?
Is destiny encouraging yet another war?
The tombs are reminders of all who've paid
The angel of death, her presence was surely made