Corrosion Of Conformity
No Cross No Crown
Who mocks the infidel's faith
Mocked by haze and hate
Forever score doubt of doubt
Flame the torch to burn you out
Standing tall to messenger's death
No reward from angel's breath
Town is full without a sound
Blinds the knife across the crown
And the gambler in the state
Looking for the nation's fate
I'm alone and all the time
Below not know what's mine
From Letras Mania