Covenant Songtext
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Covenant Songtext
Fear to walk down the aisle
Feel the beat as you lead me on
From the sky to the mire
Shame and pride are the seed of harm
Stand aside from the shadows
Set your sight on the vein of life
Taste the blood of denial
Blow the candle with rotten breath
I am waiting to face the hunter
To feast on my flesh, torn asunder
The sinner will die
Parading down through the misty light
Becomes the night
Upon the sacred and hallowed ground
Away from the sun, in holy halls within walls
Where the light won′t reach down
You give your seed to the frail
Seek advice from the elder
Falling down on your knees repent
Be the crow and the angel
Be my curse to the end of time
Freedom lies in your own desires
Freedom lives in your will
(Freedom lies in your own desires)
(Freedom lives in your will)
Nothing's left as we′re reaching higher
Lust is thicker than sin
(Nothing's left as we're reaching higher)
(Lust is thicker than sin)
The sacred leaves on the trees of hope
Malice poisons the soul
A wicked halo deprived of love
Slithering to the cross
The sinner will die
Parading down through the misty light
Becomes the night
Upon the sacred and hallowed ground
Away from the sun, in holy halls within walls
Where the light won′t reach down
You give your seed to the frail
Feel the beat as you lead me on
From the sky to the mire
Shame and pride are the seed of harm
Stand aside from the shadows
Set your sight on the vein of life
Taste the blood of denial
Blow the candle with rotten breath
I am waiting to face the hunter
To feast on my flesh, torn asunder
The sinner will die
Parading down through the misty light
Becomes the night
Upon the sacred and hallowed ground
Away from the sun, in holy halls within walls
Where the light won′t reach down
You give your seed to the frail
Seek advice from the elder
Falling down on your knees repent
Be the crow and the angel
Be my curse to the end of time
Freedom lies in your own desires
Freedom lives in your will
(Freedom lies in your own desires)
(Freedom lives in your will)
Nothing's left as we′re reaching higher
Lust is thicker than sin
(Nothing's left as we're reaching higher)
(Lust is thicker than sin)
The sacred leaves on the trees of hope
Malice poisons the soul
A wicked halo deprived of love
Slithering to the cross
The sinner will die
Parading down through the misty light
Becomes the night
Upon the sacred and hallowed ground
Away from the sun, in holy halls within walls
Where the light won′t reach down
You give your seed to the frail
Writer(s): Lars Ahlund, Martin Lopez, Leif Stenberg, Joel Ekelof Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com