I call onto thee, Father of Sin Eyes glowing with the flames of Hell Sulphur-fire burning within I call onto thee, enslaver of light I'm your servant, your tool and son Accept my gift in this Cursed night
Father, I give you my blood At the Stone of Ancient Wisdom I give you my blood
I call onto thee, bringer of storms Whom will consume the earth Yet your Flame keeps me warm I call onto thee, King of all Kings Oh, Great Dragon, bring me Hell Embrace me with your wings
:and blood kept on falling from the blackened sky, mixed with feathers and tears from all those who died A kingdom once filled with joy and warmth, now forever buried beneath the shadow of our Horn-Crowned Master:
I call onto thee, Father of Sin Eyes glowing with the flames of Hell Sulphur-fire burning within I call onto thee, enslaver of light I'm your servant, your tool and son Accept my gift in this Cursed night
Father, I give you my blood At the Stone of Ancient Wisdom I give you my bloodTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
