A deadly atmosphere only Has breathed in this places Under the thorns and under the stones Ancient ruins rest
Piubago was punished and exterminated It shed its blood for its sins The death wanders still triumphant here Under the graves and under the sepulchres Mutilated bodies rest
When it's black and cold, in these places A spectral fog wraps everything The stench of death is stronger then ever Tormented visions of moanful souls Is only what I can see
Only the cold breath of death Accompany the litany of the souls of PiubagoTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
