Behind The Iron Mask lyrics
Song information
Artist: Septic Flesh Album: Mystic Places Of Dawn
Lyrics
In an empty room eyes without a face They are stirring other images Glimpses of a distant life Of a gone life
The hands cannot identify the face Behind the iron mask
Dim is within on the plane of the mind A kneeled spirit under the boot of fear Cleansed with torture Traped in purity by the whip
Daggers from sound penetrate Resistance behind each one A holy inquisitor Mouths reveal the presence of Haunted beings unworthy to be said alive
Open the window Release the spirit from this empty body Behind the iron mask
Draining pleasures from mental wounds A need opposed to false excuses Unveils the greatest beast
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"Mystic Places Of Dawn" album track list
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