many years my seed condemned No free to soar!!! Will is yours? So, creator No intend could shadow My disease... Ever lusting pain World of sickness Blessed are
I smell the ancient's breath The fiends encircle me They speak my name in tongues For I'm no human now I burn the ways conform The gods are pleased
from grace Forgive me not This knowledge makes me strong To resurrect The cities of the damned All the treasure of sodom Now belong to me - celebrate Fallen angels
War, kills on the land Blood saturates This hallowed ground, to which my fathers fell Rebel souls, buried deep beneath This hallowed ground, land of
the blackened sky Hateful spawn We are the chasm depths Come forth ancient ones, Tiamat Kutulu Rise, greed the cursed with your wrath My enemies are
decayed Mass of resurrection Sepulchers abandoned Insurgent souls arise Disseminating evil Curse of devastation Implored by hell's command Darkness rips the land Morbid
my seed condemned No free to soar!!! Will is yours? So, creator No intend could shadow My disease... Ever lusting pain World of sickness Blessed are
Перевод: Morbid Angel. Блаженны Больные \\ ведущих Крысы.
seed condemned No free to soar!!! Will is yours? So, creator No intend could shadow My disease... Ever lusting pain World of sickness Blessed are we
: [Music - Azagthoth] [instrumental]
not This knowledge makes me strong To resurrect The cities of the damned All the treasure of sodom Now belong to me - celebrate Fallen angels take my
Chorus] [solo Brunelle] [Repeat 2:nd verse] [Chorus] [solo Azagthoth] Yog sothoth evil one Come forth and taste the blood Infant entrails Are hung upon
: [Music - Brunelle] [Instrumental]
of resurrection Sepulchers abandoned Insurgent souls arise Disseminating evil Curse of devastation Implored by hell's command Darkness rips the land Morbid
We are the chasm depths" Come forth ancient ones, Tiamat Kutulu Rise, greed the cursed with your wrath My enemies are yours Twist their minds with your
: [Music - Azagthoth]
