ANNO INFERNO I give you this prophecy Dark and hopeless When flames will rise from abyss They’ll carry cries and ashes of forgotten They’ll eat their dead As serpents they’ll crawl Among the bodys of first born Whispering names of salvation Pure creatures once of light Now slaves to their sins BLOW THE HORNS THEY ARE COMING BLOW THE HORNS THIS CHALICE WILL NOT PASS US You’ll see his work Spreading as poison throw your vanes His name will bring fire into hearts His words death in to your lives As a storm his power will rise Fire and sulphur will rain upon them Drop after drop Man after man will fall Flesh will boil on their bones Their eyes will pour out of their faces Burning temple will be his throne The spine of the prophet Will be his mace BLOW THE HORNS You will be put out as the fires in your god’s temple Deustuus in Fama diabolo animam tuam BLOW THE HORNS FOR THIS IS YOUR LAST HOUR BLOW THE HORNS HELL ON EARTH AND CRIES IN HEAVEN Fire….. chaos….. purgatory…. pain…. death in hell…..Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
