Vokodlok

Tormenting Spirit
My seed swear vengeance Written with blood from carved flesh Making rage and evilness To destroy all merciful kind. Like a bloody revelation In a most desirable dream Soon becoming real (throw away the doubts) We see the true end Of Christian mass dementia. Embraced by unholy strength The Trinity is broken forever Resurrection of lust and pride. The era of infinite wrath Scum is defeated forever, Flag of hate, cutting the wind Pagan touch, venomous presence Cold spirit, heart of serpent Slaughter sans mercy (the soft minds) Bloodbath or new beginning. Our never ending flame Bound in chains, free at last A bow we made and kiss The healing hand of death Old order come back, stronger than ever. From Letras Mania