Under our moon The shadow of the temple Draws from south to north We worship thee Oh great ones, Your will is ours May ours be yours We adorn this table Of sacrifice
Scratched in fire and ash, our words
Singing, screaming our curses into being Released, unleashed, Singing, screaming our curses into being From embers take wing
Hear us, our curse is born Hear us, fly forth
Lost in ancient texts Surrounded by the swirling hymns Of the chants of the messengers The heralds of the dark Demons are only demons To those who fearTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
