A diciple of ancient rites A time when reality was my only shelter from the weak and wicked
But now As time has changed I sit here on my exalted throne and king I have now become
Foremost in our march of insurrection I am the creation and destruction A purpose of all sacrifies I am all what was ment to be
I spread the seed of evil Among the lost I punish Death I will cause Generations are entombed in pain
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As I have my sword SLaying, twisting Plunging through their souls Come fallen angels, follow me now On through the path of insurrectionTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
