S / Serement / Malevolent Mist Over the Mount of the Deceased
Persistent expectation for the zero of the years Upheaval and destruction, a fount full of tears Unending malediction, sacrifice of man and god The cursed remains cursed, the future is possessed
The mindless crowd wait for hope to be born Under the cross they mourn for their lord His cold and steel body is being taken down The tomb is but no one's here for the crown
The sepulcher is empty for hours Buried then but never resurrected The mass was waiting for a miracle to come But they're doomed of their mortal scams
The mouth of chaos shallows the martyrs Their testimonies burned by his infernal might Empty, desert lands pillaged and black Executed once, to the place of skull
Here's the state of contradiction Through all these years of the affliction These were the days of the malevolent mist Over the mount of the deceased Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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