The Camarilla lurks in the shadow, A web of lies is weaving the show. They claim Evil through abysmal echo, Despite the loss of their soul swallowed.
Ordo Ab Chao
Cut down to the Earth, O star of the morning, son of the dawn, Your black seed grows in the heart of the wicked.
Reversed is the word, profanating harmony, To reign on the scars of fouled dogmas.
Cut down to the Earth, O star of the morning, son of the dawn, Your rebellion cursed the land of the Holy.
War is their draconian peace under the will of Nuit, To rebuild the whore pride once lost and ashamed.
“Mad dogs roam the city biting citizens, friend attacks friend, the rich beg from the poor, brother eats brother, and the corpses block the city gates.”
A dynamic matrix of mental Disorders Scheming our codes to their Order.
The Camarilla lurks in the shadow, A web of lies is weaving the show. They claim Evil through abysmal echo, Despite the loss of their soul swallowed.
Ordo Ab Chao
Cut down to the Earth, O star of the morning, son of the dawn, Your black seed grows in the heart of the wicked.
Authority and power over false theses, Creating the new world of Horus' ages,
Cut down to the Earth, O star of the morning, son of the dawn, Your rebellion cursed the land of the Holy.
The unified duality, blessed in alchemy, The wedding of the two in androgynous tapestry.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
