Слова:
Blood Red Throne Souls Of Damnation

of tomorrow Kill...fade away And once again I use my knife, This time I cut your bone. Your flesh falls to the ground. Your blood hits my eyes. I crawl

Dyrk ikke skjonnheten, fordi den er falmende Dyrk ikke kj?rligheten, fordi den er doende Dyrk ikke troen, fordi den kan svekkes Dyrk ikke hapet, fordi

seen again Trapped inside now, words will not feed Children cry, elders die Empty eyes, seduced minds you will never be free again Life fading away, blood

death prevails. Killing the monster, killing the master. The psychic terrified god licks my hands The killer... feast on your flesh. Could we go even darker? Blood red

simple door I walk towards it, shivering As I reach the threshold I hesitate Aware of the pitch black darkness Ready to take hold of my soul once I'm

bells Rejoice the witches chant Preper the sacrafice - by fire The blood runs black through heavens shell Declare the witches dance Nothing shall suffice The souls

the worlds I create new reality Red flames dance in my eyes The bones of Christ's followers Shall build my kingdom and my throne Their blood is my only nectar Souls

shall remain on his throne Fighting the evil, destroying their souls Shadows of creatures, as ravens will fly Whispering voices , infernal decay As evil damnation

bells Rejoice the witches chant Preper the sacrafice - by fire The blood runs black through heavens shell Declare the witches dance Nothing shall suffice The souls