We have become the lesser evil Nothing but a shadow of what we used to be Integrity was lost when sound had broken the seals The voice reverberated and locks fell to his feet The whispers echoed inside, the room was filled with screams and cries Gloom covered the garden and birds had ceased to sing Never to chant again Warlock, crossed the line Behold the demonic apparition Witness the impending doom Kill, kill, kill the heretic We are the guardian of the precious stone We bring demise, eating the prey alive Released at last The flying deathTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
