On his head the mark of life in death For those who have eyes to see For those who find without looking
The offspring of chaos Fallen from the tree of the unborn Spreading the black seed Of final victory
Oh, holy flesh From your ashes We shall nourish our breed And through the purifying fire of Nigredo We shall forever gaze into the deep
On our head the mark of death in life For those who seek the light of obumbration For the keepers of the flameTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
