Nasum - Stormshield lyrics

[Music & lyrics: Mieszko A. Talarczyk]

Standing so close to the edge

pumping more until they burst

The only thing not being done

is getting these bridges burned

Still sowing seeds of hate

growing nicely in the weak

While preparing for the terror

that is yet to be unleashed

With your gums oiled and greased

and your biggest smile in place

Your role is that one of a priest

to convert them all with haste

Still sowing seeds of hate

growing nicely in the weak

While preparing for the terror

that is yet to be unleashed

Another lie to calm things down

Storming - the winds of hate

Hating - all that you create