Anorexia Nervosa – God Bless The Hustler Lyrics

[Lyrics for Anorexia Nervosa – God Bless The Hustler]

[Lyrics : RMS Hreidmarr / October 1999]

Shining upon their chests
The silver seal
The blood-red penitents
Towards our land
From my window I can guess
The flames of their so-called heaven
By now, I should run away
Leave the house, the church, the grave

And I won’t do that

I open my eyes – cannot move
Their hell after tracks me down

Has finally put his hand in mine
Torture me if you want
I have learnt to suffer
And in my grave
Rained many a tear, oh blessed majesties

Once more saved – nevermore
Mare tenebrarum – the red penitents
My fate divine – their worst obssession
Burn in hell you cunt !

Their eyes are burning more than their crosses