T / Töhil / The Macabre God of Decadence
He rules the deepest underworld
Where cruel torments await men
He reigns as deity born of all evils
Where his macabre joy tortures creatures
Wanders in the night accompanied by loud screams
All fear his crown of human eyes
Ah Puch, Ah Puch!
Incinerator of Souls!
Ah Puch, Ah Puch!
Lord of Death!
He reaps the last exhalation of the dying
Many kill in the name of decay
He rules the macabre pillar of existence
Just a few cut the moorings of his bells
Marks the flesh with bloody wounds
Where the creak goes through the ember of fire
Ah Puch, Ah Puch!
Incinerator of Souls!
Ah Puch, Ah Puch!
Lord of Death!
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