Breathe in the nocturnal fumes - the wolfs bane blooms Undead eyes light up the gloom The master plan- At magister's command the graveyard blossoms with dead hands In dungeons dank we experiment, we members of the secret guild. Skulls are drilled & black bile filled, The mutants are revived then killed Realizing the world's worst nightmares is our master's decree In the name of debauchery & filth we have sworn to the creed Armies of necroborgs are released - the envoys of the damned Your society is just a disease & the cure is at hand Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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