never ever touched the poisoned ground Where the laugh of undead children never ever sound Forever wrapped in darkness the forgotten valleys of Hades
Mother the day has come Someone is trying to take my life away And you've got to know That now I'm feeling worst It seems to dream I'm still standing
all fucking die Ohh, what we've sinned, what we've saved it for Stomach twists in fear with the thought to turn Days in hades, you all hope for the
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Lashed to your knees by a serpents tongue forced to eat the lies Jehovah. messiah. the bloodstained sword shall crush your heart the wild blood of a beast
gathered are they, the wolves from the north and the tribes of the underworld hordes heathen men from pagan wastelands joined with them have they the
darkness entombs us, as we watch the mountains before waiting for the silent wind to bring us the sign of the ancient horn the bells shall chime as the
brave sons of the pagan age raises by the summoning of a wind from the past silently watching the valleys below as the northern light crosses the sky
hellish, earthly and heavenly goddess of the crossroads; guiding light queen of the night, enemy of the sun friend and companion of darkness you who
Come gather now to this humble feast I host this hallow night come join the masquerade attend the pleasure and delight come drink the sweetest wine I
Seven signs upon the welkin high a prophecy of man to die the irony of the curse was the fact of the prayer it was invoked in ignorant despair a boundless
spears when angels weep their blood-red tears it is the sign of hades each song, each chant, each blasphemy it is the sign of hades swords shall chime
and lead us into a lustful dance in circles bigger and bigger higher up - into the moonless skies and I joined her on her journey to hades
Private Apocalypse No more tears Apocalypse Are you afraid Devils dance their psychotic waltz By the sound of your pumping heart Your daemons rape your
She stands at the top of the castlewall she gazes at the seashore below half a glass since the crimson of dusk but her sombre soul takes no notice of
when the grimson red skies baths the horizon in a poisonous kiss I kiss my hammer I kiss my sword my eyes glear of infernal joy in my dreams I saw them
Only the crows Fly at night Viewing the desolation Only the crows Cry at night. And the victims of my desecration My time is at night When I hear the
