No life is sacred As i ride my steed of death Thirdteen bodies Sewn into my twisted chairot Both hands ablazed Blue flames raging from dark magic No more survivors on my abhorrent adventure
Storming the village Like a cenntapede it hunts and kills Commanding its wraith Metamorphosis
Flesh wings Extend As we soar above the screams A trail of bone follows us
A marrow ocean Swirling into a vortex I fly above it Consuming all its power
Nothing stands to see In this vapid wasteland Blood red rivers flow Mountions made of bone Sky is full of ash Nothing else is left This world is concured
Nothing left Rip off my head Leave the world to my demon to envolope the deadTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
