Lycosia - Candles Of Illusion Lyrics

Nailed down, on your prayer stool

As when you will be dead.

Nailde down,

in your burial place dead end

Of your faithful prayers.

Burn those who lead your mind,

Dont'be slave of beliefs,

Blow out te candles of illusions,

Don't make a mess of life.

I'm ending forward,

to the altar of shame

As you ever hope

in this land of tears.

Reconsider your faithful prayers.