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Texty: Iced Earth. Something Wicked This Way Comes. Burning Times.

Yesterday is gone forever
No turning back the clock
In The end, all is sinful
Non need to bare the pain
The end, is coming soon
You can't hold ou forever
Repent your sins to me
Before you pass this world

In this time I am law
I know you've been betrayed
From man's world, I'm given life
Through loss, I only gain
For you, I feel no sympathy
No sorrow, no remorse
Confess your sins to me
They'll be taken by force


It doesn't matter what you've done
I my words you are a sinner
For every word you say to me
In every way, you are a sinner

Question me not
I am the one that binds this world
You follow without sight
I grow stronger every day
Take the souls I have damned
Burn them in my name
These are the burning time
The years of pain