Ancient Wargod
Uncertainty
Rise from below into the arms of satan then you will breathe the stench of death have no fear of the darkest lord we know he will caress you for all eternity as thunder and lightning fill the night with dark life under the deep black mountains of clouds you're running for your life you feel the cold breath of the approaching death as your soul leaves your body and ries down to his paradise
From Letras Mania