Lost dogs of God Wandering leashed To the light of lies To shadows of darkness Leashed blind slaves with suppurate cadavers With empty gazing eyes They wander towards destruction Vivere Non Est Necesse Sheeps dare not to think Tearing the odours of life Damned ojnes embracing death Quem Motuum Manu Miserat Feebleminded tremble with fear Before their liberating death Afraid to reach the other side They march like slaves without destiny Dominated, dethroned Life harnessed for fear Without warning Like wolves they pray damnation There was once light and God And the kingdom of Heaven Now theres only death and darkness Hell and no hope
leashed, necesse, miserat, motuum, ojnes