Anna Thema lyrics

spine of silk and eggshell thin

pity the bleeder, bruised and palsied prince

the shameless desperate

mourn the cherished in ruins, yes our

once great

irresolute and forlorn

time to... destroy...

want to see it burn, torn down



how can my nation be saved?

pray, weep for this age

futurescape, futurape

seems it leans to the last days

is tomorrow born still?

is judgment His will?

or can we be healed?

separate, church and this present state

He will...destroy...



anna thema

i hear you whisper(screaming) at the gate

union in hell not far away

anna thema

sheol ways require a wage

a nation harvests its portion...



Automolech they sing

a nation embracing, praising

its sin disease

time this scaterd few

took the lead

bring the jawbone to the philistines
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