I raise my sword of steel A steel that sparkles in the sun of the noon
I make them bleed until the death I bleed on behalf of the Seven Oceans
Your horror screams are my pleasure And my howls are for my victory
To the hill sigh for the dead In that dreadful view survey lies my crown of Kether
I arise to Tiphereth heading for the pagan sadness Pagan sadness that frees me of the malkuthian chains
In my last touching battlefield All die and I just resurrect infinitely In my last touching battlefield Because Toth wants like thisTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.