Initiate the passage of excerpts along the rusty bloodshelf of mind bending knowledge, flopping pages, sprinkle dust around the half sun filled darkroom
Read on and on, knowing what's restricted makes it more of an mental addiction
Raise the dead through Pagan texts where only the color black will reign through what's coming next
Vacancy graveyard will soon be lifted from its hinges, flesh roaming free through out the towns
Still sitting on that gravestone...
The book of the dead
Tears the wood from the old beams of the church there is life in death, hideous faces plunge out the dirt, in seek of decades of revenge
The cause of it all over a simple curiosity, this is just a lesson on holding on to the roots of the mind's eternal atrocities...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.