Centuries Of Sin Lyrics - Singles - Probot

Survivor, warrior prince 

Psychopath, making difference 

Archangel, bleed crimson skies 

New danger, innocence lies 

Falling, calling the diabolical 

Open wide the gates and yell 

Screaming, dreaming the dark and damnable 

But you just never can tell 

Feeding, needing the undestroyable 

Roll up the show begins 

Blinding, grinding the undeniable 

The centuries of sin 

Supplier, medical child 

Sycophant, restless and wild 

Illusions, a timeless place 

Sadistic, right in your face 

Falling, calling the diabolical 

Open wide the gates and yell 

Screaming, dreaming the dark and damnable 

But you just never can tell 

Feeding, needing the undestroyable 

Roll up the show begins 

Blinding, grinding the undeniable 

The centuries of sin, come on 

Expressionless faces in silhouette stance 

Leading the way through the death of a dance 

Howling in harmony hostile in key 

Out on the plains of indulgence we breed 

Screams in the night from a chorus of fear 

Hiding in corners the drunken one leers 

Desperate and down faking all in disgrace 

Now is the time to ask questions of faith 

The diabolical 

The dark and damnable 

The undestroyable 

Oh, centuries go on, listen