Behold your oblivion We will tell you when it's time to die - it is your destiny Manipulation of the lifeline is the purpose of our existence Forever erased
Risen like a fallen angel We are the soulless We are the night and
We are the kings of darkness Placed in the form of a god-made beast Cursed with the touch of a dreadful blight We are the kings of darkness The blackened carriers of pain and decay
Never ending pain and decay
We do not carry emotions inside us As we have been rotting, defected from the inside out
We are the essence of darkness and light We are the birth and we are the night
Embrace your oblivion, genocide
No more rotting in the tombs like corpses Like corpses on the graveyard For we have Primis Player Placeholder Risen like a fallen angel We are the soulless We are the night and
We are the kings of darkness Placed in the form of a god-made beast Cursed with the touch of a dreadful blight We are the kings of darkness The blackened carriers of never ending pain
Fucking kings
We are the essence of darkness and light We are the birth of your existence We are your final grave And we are genocide
As the daylight fades away The blood of my enemies shall fill the graves beneath
Rotten in the tombs like corpses on the graveyard Rotting in the tombs no more, for we have risenTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
