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now i m breaking the silence
We ll turn every tear and cry, no more twist of reality
How does the defendant plead, and a new reign of fire
I will be the law and right, i will be the law and right, no one will hear you screaming
No more twist of reality, you can t reach out from my hands Black, you can t reach out from my hands
Came the tempest and justice, no one will hear you screaming
Soon you will be so helpless, how does the defendant plead of, i m the mirror you can t lie
From a bloodline divine, now i m breaking the silence
i m the whip of deceivers
We re the lords of black, we will take your soul and heart, pray your maker and cry
Came the tempest and justice, no one will hear you screaming, we re the lords of black
no more twist of reality
i will chase you at nightfall
Pray your maker and cry, i will be the law and right, you can t reach out from my hands
with no warning
I will be the law and right, fear is what you re feeling now, you can t reach out from my hands
Fear is what you re feeling now, now i m breaking the silence, fear is what you re feeling now
I will be the law and right, endless lies behind your eyes
how does the defendant plead
No one will hear you screaming, eight hundred and forty nine counts of racketeering
no more twist of reality
We ll turn every tear and cry, no one will hear you screaming
Desperate you re crying out, desperate you re crying out
Desperate you re crying out, when it s dark
I will be the law and right, soon you will be so helpless Lords, desperate you re crying out
We ll turn every tear and cry, no more twist of reality
Fear is what you re feeling now, we will take your soul and heart, now i m breaking the silence
Forty nine counts of conspiracy murder, came the tempest and justice, two hundred and ten counts of fraud and extortion
We will take your soul and heart, in the shadows i run of, endless lies behind your eyes
we re the lords of black
Came the tempest and justice, i m the mirror you can t lie of, we re the lords of black
And a new reign of fire, two hundred and ten counts of fraud and extortion Lords, we re the lords of black
You can t reach out from my hands, we ll turn every tear and cry, now i m breaking the silence
eight hundred and forty nine counts of racketeering
Endless lies behind your eyes, i m the whip of deceivers, i m the whip of deceivers
You can t reach out from my hands, pray your maker and cry, endless lies behind your eyes
Pray your maker and cry, i can reach out and break you Lords, we ll turn every tear and cry
Pray your maker and cry, endless lies behind your eyes
we ll turn every tear and cry