Gliwice Lyrics

They were unusual people

Lying strangely in their tombs

Their skull between their thights

They're accused of being vampires

Seventeen burial chambers

With those monsters inside

Some of them innocent people

Sick or gnarled the other ones

Marginal degenerate They're guilty of being different

Cut their heads the monster must die

Too high to belong to the human race

Hunchbacks scapegoats Call de axeman

Take his life the blade of the axe around his neck

Our sacrifice The blood of the beast runs through his chest

No clothes no chains no jewels

They were buried all disrobed

Like the old Slavic ritual

Decapitated by a sword

Let's kill the beast

They must put his head between legs

Cut with a sword

On a shoulder or a hand

Before it's too late

That's the ritual

To make them did not return

Marginal degenerate They're guilty of being different

Cut their heads the monster must die

Too high to belong to the human race

Hunchbacks scapegoats Call de axeman

Take his life the blade of the axe around his neck

Our sacrifice The blood of the beast runs through his chest