The night is crawling faster Devouring the latest lights Enshrouding and suppressing The breaths of all feeble lives Disciples of desecrations Will meet in the appointed place Evokers of mournful torments With the power of the Spell
Devoted to strange rite...
The celebrant in front of the altar Repeating hypnotic words The audience stands in silence And sits at his command An old woman is singing shrilly The hymns for request Devoting her soul and body To the Master of Hell
Devoted to strange rite...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
