No justice for the wicked or the wise A cursed life through a serpents eyes I am the dirt, the soil and the shit in the sand But every dawn I will make my stand
The sweat upon my brothers back Will poison all life and taint it black Born a new come first dawns light To conquer the earth And all that's right
Mankind welcome my embrace These cold dead arms will welcome you Mankind find your new place You cannot kill the god of death
Eternal curse of the Nile Reaping the souls of the weak I am the architect of death Primordial world Is what I seek
Mankind welcome my embrace These cold dead arms will welcome you Mankind find your new place You cannot kill the god of death
Face in the sand death god serpent eyes Conjure your fears silence your cries Pain and fear they sing to me now
Forced into exile By my own kin Conjured by fear, born into sin
Rah, burn, death Apophis will riseTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
