The ways of the world Under the ruler of the kingdom of the air Forces of this present darkness Bringers of death and despair
Evil begetting evil As the beast roams over the earth Seeking to devour Is it’s only purpose
I hear their deafening whispers But my hearing withering not Visions of dark in the dark Foul stench of sulphur and rotten eggs
Foolish mortals Beings unworthy of the gift of life
Victim of the flesh Victim of yourself The Spirit was willing But you’re too weak The ways of the world Under the ruler of the kingdom of the air Forces of this present darkness Bringers of death and despair
Evil begetting evil As the beast roams over the earth Seeking to devour Is it’s only purpose
The end came sooner than you thought it would Neglected all the signs so you never understood Hot summer breeze, it’s the beast’s breath Foul stench of sulphur and rotten eggs
Drunk from the cup of bloodTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
