Yog-Sothoth... Amidst circle of stones According to your words We invert their cross
Yog-Sothoth... We are your witches Yog-Sothoth... Great ageless one Revived now from your tomb Past, present and future, all It can't be soon enough Please, let them fall!
Your voice inside my head Will leave this world dead
Lavinia Whateley, gave birth to a brat Sons of the timeless, on that hill they chant No church wedding, could mom dare to know Her twins of evil, consuming earth like dope
Teach us new ways, to enjoy ourselves We are your witches, to our own ends No church wedding, could mom dare to know Her twins of evil, consuming earth like dope
Yog-Sothoth... Amidst circle of stones According to your words We invert their crossTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
