Strike down the blade, prepare the infidels... for whats to come..the smoke and brimstone, blackened and burned. And on this night, the planets align..from-forth...casting the shadow to cover the earth.
The fire! hellfire!..it rages. Consuming all...searing flesh, destroying the whole.
The fire! Hellfire! I'm reborn. To bring the blackest of nights, sweeping the land, cleansing the herd.
And now somnombulance and passion plays brings chaotic streaks of red that flash through the night. And under cloaks made to hide the beast lies with sharpened teeth ready to strike.
Pull back the flesh and bone to show the horror. Nuclear sparks in the sky give way to rebirth. As horrid stenches arise to signal the end days and as the ground starts to rise I am ever still....
I call to you unseen, I slay for you unclean, I shall shed the blood of the nazarene, your will I shall make obscene
Four keys of the Zyklonian rites... Three marks of the beast reaching the heavens, piercing the heights. Two blasphemes in rapture and spite. One fate reclaiming eternal night.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
