I open the bastard's tomb and collect the rotten bones The vestiges of one who once was alive will enpower my monstrous mass I am death's disciple, interred for three days and nights I mutilated my soul, extinguished all light and stabbed my heart Life is fragile, short and sad, but death is eternal and limitless
Nekrogrammaton! Behold the monstrous power of Satan Nekrogrammaton! The ancient key to unholy exaltation
The bones held in my mouth transport me to the realm of death, in which I stand at the left hand of Satan, holding a human clavicle in one hand and eternity's power in the otherTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
