Letra da Música Disturbing The Priest de Black Sabbath

Let's try getting to the sky, hang on or you're going to die
Sour life can turn sweet, it's laying at your feet
Sweet child with an innocent smile
Watches closely all the while
Don't be fooled when he cries, keep looking at the eyes

Good life is contradiction because of the crucifixion
If you're ready and have the need,
I will take your soul and plant my seed

You just gotta listen to the night at the ending of the day
You just gotta listen to the night as safety slips away
Moving out of sight
Are the things you need to see to feel
And as they slip away becoming so unreal unreal
You just gotta listen to the night
As you're going up the stairs
You just gotta listen to the night
And don't forget to say your prayers
And as you lose control to the eyes
In dark disguise
And icy fingers send electric lies

We're disturbing the priest,
Won't you please come to our feast
Do we mind disturbing the priest,
Not at all, not at all, not in the least
Ahhhh, do we mind disturbing the priest
Aahhhh, not at all, not at all, not in the least

The force of the devil
Is the darkness the priest has to face
The force of the night
Will destroy him but will not disgrace
To get into his mind and to his soul
You gotta set alight
The flames of doubt so deep inside inside
The devil and the priest can't exist
If one goes away
It's just like the battle of the sun
And the moon and night and day
The force of the devil, that's we're all told to fear
Watch out for religion
When he gets too near too near

We're disturbing the priest,
Won't you please come to our feast
Do we mind disturbing the priest,
Not at all, not at all, not in the least

Good life is contradiction
Because of the crucifixion
If you're ready and have the need,
I will take your soul and plant my seed

Aahhhh, ahhhh, ah ha ha ha haaa!

Let's try getting to the sky,
Hang on or you're going to die
Sour life can turn sweet,
It's laying at your feet
Sweet child with an innocent
Smile watches closely all the while
Don't be fooled when he cries,
Keep looking at the eyes
Oh, disturbing the priest