Lift us from the dust of the grave Cold mother of desolation Let us drink, let them bleed of the prey Put the cattle to feed your nation The man: a fly trapped despair Afraid of the dark, a time slave We will be beholders of the eternal ages Beside from death, but never see his face
We are not sinners, we are pure You're a disease, we are the cure Our bones will be a walking tomb Stealing life through a bleeding wound Without senses, we are forever roam Escapes to the punish of the burial ground Hunt with the immortals in the night Be curse of the ennui of the eternal life
Screaming, bleeding, beaten by hunger Relentless and cold, don't lets me, no rest Lift us from tomb to flying so a far Guts bleed and burn, screaming caught in fire
Screaming, bleeding, beaten by hunger To desire of blood, don't lets ne, not yet Release us of his rot, the calm is so unfair Feeds the corpses, is greed of vampireTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
