Flagellant's Song Songtext
von Apocalypse Orchestra
Flagellant's Song Songtext
Pie iesu domine dona eis requiem
Pie iesu domine dona eis requiem
Pie iesu domine dona eis requiem
On blistered feet
Still marching on
Hands held in prayer
All hope is gone
Lash on your back
With pure intent
Welts on your skin
The punishment
Raise your whip and flay your flesh
Join our congregation
True believers come with us
In corporeal damnation
To feel glory
When sinew is stripped from bone
And to feel closer
To he who made this our life
Embracing the shame
Of sins that you′ve seen
It won't go away
You are so unclean
The pain and the guilt
It all seems so sad
The penance is just
Or deeds gone mad
Raise your whip and flay your flesh
Join our congregation
True believers come with us
In corporeal damnation
To feel glory
When sinew is stripped from bone
And to feel closer
To he who made this our life
So many lies to bestow upon yourself
Smiling through tears and screams
With wounds so fresh
Guilt ridden, all for nothing, wretched still
Mortification of the sinful flesh
Raise your whip and flay your flesh
Join our congregation
True believers come with us
In corporeal damnation
Pie iesu domine dona eis requiem
Pie iesu domine dona eis requiem
On blistered feet
Still marching on
Hands held in prayer
All hope is gone
Lash on your back
With pure intent
Welts on your skin
The punishment
Raise your whip and flay your flesh
Join our congregation
True believers come with us
In corporeal damnation
To feel glory
When sinew is stripped from bone
And to feel closer
To he who made this our life
Embracing the shame
Of sins that you′ve seen
It won't go away
You are so unclean
The pain and the guilt
It all seems so sad
The penance is just
Or deeds gone mad
Raise your whip and flay your flesh
Join our congregation
True believers come with us
In corporeal damnation
To feel glory
When sinew is stripped from bone
And to feel closer
To he who made this our life
So many lies to bestow upon yourself
Smiling through tears and screams
With wounds so fresh
Guilt ridden, all for nothing, wretched still
Mortification of the sinful flesh
Raise your whip and flay your flesh
Join our congregation
True believers come with us
In corporeal damnation
Writer(s): Andreas Skoglund, Jonas Lindh, Mikael Lindstrom, Rikard Jansson, Erik Larsson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com