Feast, bliss and mourning raise your glass of gold dance of grief and moaning guests ready to die chests beated by hatred walls holded by rasping screams agog by near future crimes digging furrows on the soil
Dulled shriek of enslaved souls fingers of dawn are painting sky purple rattles of trumpets declare the bloodshed this rite has taken root...
Opened gates of the maze begging cries of death the Minotaur quakes the earth thrilled by scent of blood swindle of love of a fool God ghastly sounds marks that day broken lives eated by hunger desperate cries of fear
An untold secret waging his horns dripping blood and bile vomiting human fleshTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
