Across the desolated fields where death prevails, there in a distant world where the moonlight is eternal, darkness descends on our tombs, bringers of pain. My shadow is speakin' the hatred words which will them walk again but not alone... A horde of demons is circlin' this empire
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women brought, naked and perverted as whore. Those female cried of joy and pain hot and ready As the orgy is takin' place the sabbatical rites. Lord of chaos, thy will soon be completed to let the hecatomb of time and space appear
bring us the unbounded terror, for the remains of the nazarene, for the of virgin mary to celebrate our sabbatical rites here. us the unbounded terror, for the remains of jesus the nazarene, to celebrate our rites here... and within the underworld
by nerath daemon]
I was asked the my one thousand years old wizard where i from: "i'm from place you call ASSIAH where souls can be taken by many, where spirits could rule as gods and blood got the most marvellous taste... as come to walk those grounds my son!!!" By the earth, by the ground, sorcerers are rising and with one hundred thousand deads are the sacred ground of eden.
"Rise from tomb, rise and join our strength powerful wizards, join our rite to call our father... The horned one will give his sentences christianity, no place for wisdom, evil conceal a of desaster... They'll never see the of the sun again, they will be leads within the underworlds... they'll their blood for honour to celebrate the unholy rites here..."