O'sweet harbinger: speak to me in tongues. bringer of death. Casket maggot torn and worn Sing me a song that has not been sung.. Sing me a song that.. Rotting flesh candles burn at the wick rip your body disassemble sacrificial heretic. As we stand on the floor boards made of ragged skin & bone. Skin & bone. Death reborn sing a song that shatters our world. We are the choir of lost souls reaping havoc on this plagueborne world. Crimson Frost & Bloodstained Oak shallow graves with no hope. We hope the hangman he takes us away.. Fill this cup to the brim blood stained oak it begins. Dragging bodies on the floor rid this hall from the whore. Semen sheets, death repeats feast for lust craves for me. Reaping havoc on this plagueborne world. At the stake we have thirst here for blood there was murder in the south of the rising sun. Drag this body out the house rid the from the whore. Semen sheets, death repeats feast for lust craves for me. Crimson Frost & Bloodstained Oak Murder in the streets provoked by craving throne never ending malice the desire to kill again. Sacrificial heretic dismember and left for dead. Left for dead. There was murder in the south of the rising sun. As I scream Hel awaits for me. I can see what the world has done for me.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
