Seeking out for blood your addiction Is still alive Your insanity to cut dead people with a knife The smell of rotten flesh stands beside you Nightfall's misty reign controls The blackheart's soul
Possessions in hunting the dead's blood Will ever be aside you until you rot No dead soul can ever be saved Hear the screams out of the cold grave
The churches clock when it's twelve It is your final sign to be alive Dark and dusty graveyards are your final home And hell stands beside you with satan On his throne
Possessions in hunting the dead's blood Will ever be aside you until you rot No dead soul can ever be saved Hear the screams out of the cold grave
Satan holds his might above the earth To start her fall in endless pain Mother earth will cry with 1000 screams When hell reigns this planet
The earth is damned in hellish fire When heaven is dethroned and crushed Sun is frozen and gone forever Heaven is dead and sun is gone forever
Possessions in hunting the dead's blood Will ever be aside you until you rot No dead soul can ever be saved Hear the screams out of the cold graveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
