In a place of eaten away by time An ancient horror refuses to die His stinking body his hatred of creation Secretes the juice that will cause extinction
The cult of ancient witchers They call a non-carnal beast They roam in bloddy rivers And they levitate in the mist
Oh Lord who remains hidden Deliver us from all hope Devour us and our children We are within your scope
Chaos approaches Devastates worlds all Gods cry Torture of the soul is its process This really will die
Dimentional Chaos…
Upon arrival it is seen… Nobody knows what they feel… The horror is unleashed… The taste they have is delicious… People don´t understand… Their minds… Some massacre the whole family Their sanity… Its in agony… Dimentional Chaos…
Upon arrival it is seen All over the planet Nobody knows what they feel And they blame the great harlotTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
