Holy Order Songtext
von Foreign Pain

Buried in bruises
Shrouded with disguise
Don′t tempt the want and the will and the wish
Begin to proselytize
Bleached robes to cover the woes
Of all the people you demonized They hid, they ran, reached out their hand
And you refused it
His Son reigns supreme
In the land of the free
Casted with your holy word
And the whole world is your curse

The whole world is your fucking curse

Isn't the pain enough for you to care?
Count the scars, deep enough for you to feel


Forked tongue to your fellow man
Forked tongue, forked tongue
Forked tongue to your fellow man
Forked tongue, forked tongue