“Our reptilian skin, once green with life, hath been charr’d black by the frozen fires of hell; decapitat’d, our faces now dwell in our chests with yellow, razor-sharp fangs protruding from frothing, foul mouths! Our headless torsos are diseas’d with hunch’d backs that somehow invoke pity and fear simultaneously for those who can stomach looking upon us! Within the darkness, we scratch and claw, crawling over one another, snapping and snarling as describ’d within Dante’s 8th circle of hell– All we can see now, with our blacken eyes dilated with despair and distain, is the will of our master…”
“Bow, worship me; Nephilim…you have betray’d the humanity you claim to protect; you defy the will of father? – we will take Magnus and return for the Tree of Life. I am Semjâzâ. Drink her son’s blood no more! Expel thy soul from the Empire of the Empty Chalice! Refuse me the human and suffer the wrath of thine Blemmeys horde! These are thine generals, immortal to thy blades, you’d be wise to accept the freedom I offer you! Azazel, the invoker of doubt, Bael and his 7 witches, Moloch, King of the Minotaurs, Minos, Cottus Strikers of the Fury, Valefor, Otis, Ice King of Mount Etna, Valac, the bull, Amon, the wolf, Byleth, rider of the pale horse…”Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
