and send me sailing (and operate me).
I'm not the last one standing, I would reap til' my descending, rest dead in my own blood.
This is my last request...
We will fight, in time we will prevail! In the last night we'll rise higher than the sky!
My flesh, it's dead to me.. just skin and bone. You're not far away (behind).
Rest dead in my own blood,
Dead bodies flood the land!
Rest dead in my own blood,
Your conscious body, it ends today. Sub-conscious body it leads the way. More from The Priory Of Sion