Putrefactus dominus miseries I spread wide my wings As they were sharp razors Cutting the midnight sky And With the terror of my sign I impale all the angel's forms
I am your phantom
I raise the dead Devourers of the living For my phantoms exceed The number of the living Delivering the fear and pain To the holy ones Enslaving the God's creation Under my evil spell
Let the curtains fall at the opera To start the last act of abomination To raise all the curses and plagues
Phantoms... tenebrae mundi!
(Tempesta mundi et meduum) We are phantoms To the world fear our names Ennobling the Infernal One To destroy this world We finally came
Imaginis tenebrae, daemonis inferi Nulli fortunae adhaerebat animus Actum est de... Luciferi! Aliquid a fundamentes delere Animae silentes... Strix!
Let the curtains fall at the opera To start the last act of abomination To raise all the curses and plagues
Curse upon curse An ocean of blood inwardly A farfetched saviour in panic Throbbing in thrall in my claws
Phantoms... tenebrae mundi!
A bloody choir of revenge The phantoms from infernal realm At the opera the horror show will start And the Christian's lies will die
Phantoms... tenebrae mundi! Phantoms!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
