The dawn of the crypt full of hate Loser spirits, condemned by humans Hatred is coming in the atmosphere Blood and pain will be their paying
Abysmal emptiness is their grief The crypts of the impure open your eyes Seeing, lurking for revenge Will only kill believers
The crypts of the impure, awake with fury Spirits chained to the heavenly shadows The crypts of the impure
Their silent landscapes are their ships With black sails, traveling with no destination Their souls are those lights That died out off their candles
No one take their eyes off the path
Mystical perpetual silence Over this existing horror universe Seeing, lurking for revenge Will only kill believers
The crypt of the lost, the crypt of hate The crypt of the tyrants, the crypt of mortality In this unknown world Threading a thread with the perverseTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
