A morbid crypt unearthed in fear a plague initiated curse This tarnished vase of dangling entrails The horror awaits its doing With a macabre ghastly spoil Dismaying its horrid acts I patiently await its second coming
Advocate for the blackhearted My sinister king I exalt your name A malignant throne feigned in a diffidence of terror A malignant throne feigned in a diffidence of hate
O, Tyrant of the Deceased I cry out to you my Lord to control my faint movements Illusion of his might
My strength returns by his sight Anger's baned for all to come Mortuary for those who seek what should not be or not be known One final wish not to be granted that i remain immortal in your name Atrocity to all who live to all who die
O, Tyrant of the Deceased I cry out to you my Lord to control my faint movements
Face your Demons Face your Fate Face this Pain
Save me from what I have done My Fate lies in your hands
Creed to retrieve what left of me a gruesome remainder of my anatomy A blessing of revival In Your HandsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
