Wandering through the mists of time Amidst the sleeping rift of darkness and desolation
Eons of unspeakable torment and ecstatic madness Vast horizons with endless sorrow, suffering The heavenly father weeping as angels falls from the torn skies Blood rains from the sky, the rift slowly spreads and propagate in power
Evil incarnate, a beacon of never-ending obscurity Evil embodied in flesh, of obscure and vile purity Demonical warfare, angels lie dead, piles of them across the plains Rivers of blood runs deep red, blood of angels fall from the sky
Demonic quintessence lurking in the shadows, evil incarnate In the deep murky chasm only darkness dwells, evil incarnateTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
