The trumpets of the apocalypse sound from the abyss May the storm of artful wine bring damnation Blackened souls ride winds of misfortune Sowing shadows, revelations of warlike intent
The seeds of Eden perpetuate harmful roots Grown in ethereal chagrin for rebirth Screams of tribulation preceding primitive chaos Celebrate the embrace of the damned I long for
Epileptic Gospel, Rome smiles A tumor rotting its internal links
Only loneliness remained on the throne of heaven One by one, embracing Armageddon
To drink the leprosy wine from the tribes of Judah Until sin consumes Jerusalem
It's time to throw the last stone One by one, we buried the children of Abraham
The trumpets of the apocalypse sound from the abyss Beyond Congregations, Beyond Constellations Welcome to overcrowding in the realms of hell To wash your hands, once and for allTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
