a forthcoming snowstorm I hear whispering from the dark freezing winds blow through the promised land of god heralding the nocturnal rising of the black breath of evil dark aureoles are covering the fields of god from the sun
up from the forgotten graves they rise the black, the dark and the evil gathering to one site calling the vast legions to join our unholy crusade heading for immortality that has been eternally craved
forming a new world of darkness a world where shadows prevail a world without time or end creating a gate to the higher dimensionTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
