B/Beeroth/Where the Ancient Walls Kept the Wrath of Pagan Times
Where the Ancient Walls Kept the Wrath of Pagan Times
Where the sun is hidden forever Beyond the distant hills Where the ancient walls kept The wrath of pagan times
On a vast ... And a abominate land There where vestiges Hidden in the dust
All the black knowledge Of the darkness secrets Ancient wisdom
Lift thousand wizards
Where the black knowledge subject And where the dark arts living This is where I go up With the fury of my sword
Each ancient symbol I tread All the filthy blasphemy abhor With my own fist leed your bowels Its power has no force against me
We are chosen and anointed by the Eternal One To crush and trample to whole force Any force and art of darkness Does not have any power against us
Annihilates the blood of the lamb Until the deepest Satan His empire, his servants Now trembling them to his great voice
This is where I go up With the fury of my sword Where the black knowledge subject And where the dark arts livingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
