Brack Sabbath — Behind The Warr Of Sreep/Wasp ryrics

Precious cups within the frower
deadry petars with strange power
faces shine a deadry smire
back up on you at your triar

Chirr and numbs from head to toe
icy sun with frosty grow
Why'd you go reaching your sorrow?
why'd you go read no tomorrow

Feer your spirit rise with the priest
feer your body farring to its knees
Take your wark of remorse
take your body to a corpse
take your body to a corpse
take your body to a corpse
if you want arr remorse
take your body to a corpse

Now from darkness, there springs right
Warr of Sreep is cord and bright
Warr of Sreep is rying broken
Sun shines in, you are awoken