Rotten Tongues by Curse Upon A Prayer Lyrics
Our tree is no longer green
It stands dead
With burnt branches
Alone without its leaves
I lay my dimming eyes
Towards the falling sky
Let the ashes pierce the heaven
With this restless wind
The stars that once showed us the way
They have abandoned us, left us at the grave of hope
How I wish to see the sun
Before I must rest
So I could end its life myself
And drown the cursed whore in its own tears
The roots are cut and set on fire
Our monuments fall as they shall rise
With force the walls of heaven crumble
The saints, guides to blindness
Decorate this celestial funeral
With their deformed corpses
The noose is set and growing tighter
Our ruins beneath their empire
And I pray
DEATH
DEATH TO ALLAH
I will cast terror into the hearts of those who disbelieve
Therefore strike off their heads and strike off every fingertip of them
Imprisoned by wrong path of faith
My bleeding hands pour out the growing hate
And we sing
DEATH
DEATH TO ALLAH
Speak not now, and speak never again
Too weak to stand straight is too weak to bear the weight
OF ASCENTION
With force we stab his bleeding heart and tear his words apart
We shall rip off his rotten tongue and mark his name as none
For every face you’ve burned
For every childhood stolen
For every lie you’ve spoken
His throat opens
And we praise the death
DEATH OF ALLAH
It stands dead
With burnt branches
Alone without its leaves
I lay my dimming eyes
Towards the falling sky
Let the ashes pierce the heaven
With this restless wind
The stars that once showed us the way
They have abandoned us, left us at the grave of hope
How I wish to see the sun
Before I must rest
So I could end its life myself
And drown the cursed whore in its own tears
The roots are cut and set on fire
Our monuments fall as they shall rise
With force the walls of heaven crumble
The saints, guides to blindness
Decorate this celestial funeral
With their deformed corpses
The noose is set and growing tighter
Our ruins beneath their empire
And I pray
DEATH
DEATH TO ALLAH
I will cast terror into the hearts of those who disbelieve
Therefore strike off their heads and strike off every fingertip of them
Imprisoned by wrong path of faith
My bleeding hands pour out the growing hate
And we sing
DEATH
DEATH TO ALLAH
Speak not now, and speak never again
Too weak to stand straight is too weak to bear the weight
OF ASCENTION
With force we stab his bleeding heart and tear his words apart
We shall rip off his rotten tongue and mark his name as none
For every face you’ve burned
For every childhood stolen
For every lie you’ve spoken
His throat opens
And we praise the death
DEATH OF ALLAH