Into the red, devoid of light Seared hands burn in the darkness Pity them! The stench of flesh permeates the air Horse-drawn carts collect their ravaged bodies
Arms buried in the dirt limbs stiff with rigor-mortis Pestilent infected bodies display the horror Feel the grip of Death's grim twisted mist Behold the Black Plague Eclipse
Into the red, the streaming white light Welcomes the souls of the dead
Into the red in the absence of light In the shadow of Death's grim twisted mist Into the red, walk towards the abyss Behold the Black Plague EclipseTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
