Foul and tainted is my spirit Aching... suffering... death of ages Life... circling, circling Reborn again and again Will it never end?
Am I the dead forced to live?
Poisonous elixir I consume Shamanic trance envelops Traveling the wheel... visions overcome I open the gateway to the nether realm
Flying above my creation I unlock doorways of the past The past so old... yet so familiar Decrepit ruin of the stone castle walls around me An iron fence encases a grave Bust of stone... carry my face
Is this my grave? Am I to live again?
I have arisen from my grave To wreak havoc upon this world I will never cease MY wretched soul that which lives nor dies Has lived... again! Returned reek of the 12th century Memories, my face, these ruins What does it mean? Walking through hallways of my empire Cobweb draped skeletons surround Did these souls die for me?
My tyranny must not stop!
Now there is purpose There is meaning The hate must live on, the suffering must continue
I am the harbinger, I the sickness, I the disease, I am the slayerTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
