Deep in your mind in a subconscious void Eager to call he who's guarding the gates Feast of evoking, down in my depths Hellish provoking, and it comes from the depths
Circle of seance, in a trance of decay Mass for abyss, so it will be done Die! Only a soul is worth his affection Giving your life, his only need And at the gate the master is waiting Come kneel and beg for his grace One out of all has the privilege of approval The rest remains dwelling and dwelling for evermore
Once a soul was risen Dwelling through the crypts of knowledge Fighting the powers of forgiveness Remain an evil black soul
Only a soul, is worth his affection Giving your life, all that he needs Circle of seance, not one soul will awake Eager to call, mass for abyss And at the gate the master was waiting Only one soul kneeled for his grace One out of all had the privilege of power The rest is there to die a thousand deathsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
