מילים לשיר Anna Thema – Stavesacre

spine of silk and eggshell thin pity the bleeder, bruised and palsied prince the shameless desperate mourn the cherished in ruins, yes our
once great irresolute and forlorn time to. destroy. want to see it burn, torn down how can my nation be saved? pray, weep for this age futurescape, futurape is tomorrow born still? seems it leans to the last days
is judgment His will? or can we be healed?
separate, church and this present state He will.destroy. anna thema
i hear you whisper(screaming) at the gate union in hell not far away
anna thema sheol ways require a wage
a nation harvests its portion. Automolech they sing its sin disease
a nation embracing, praising time this scaterd few
took the lead bring the jawbone to the philistines.