Old convent abandoned In its interior find itself which I ambition, Death's wolves take care of its gate The forest is witness of my presence
Trees are reflected on your huge walls Only darkness and loneliness are around The big gate opens a road to me
I see old figures and symbols The enviroment reveal me that evertything has Stayed here for thousand years
On my way, dust, ashes, candlestick and candles At deep a huge sculpture of my Lord Satan
At deep a huge sculpture of my Lord Satan
Evil face with crown of horns The caliz on its claws are still fired up... Fire is reflected in their eyes Fire is reflected in their eyes
At deep a huge sculpture of my Lord Satan Fire is reflected in their eyes
Together with he the mastery of reality The torchs are lit up You know about my ideal And you grant me the key of throne Everything will be so' Facing you I accept your commandTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
