Receive my every fall, my every pain and misfortune
And wrath will born inside you
Stronger than sounds of bells
Primeval instincts will wake
Pagan brothers of our blood
Professing to the majesty of horned evil
The war we'll begin
Will be the final fall of god's flock
We'll have a bloodbath and covered with gore
We'll praise the name of the highest
What's you fallen god for us
He had leaded people to eternal slavery
His angels falling into night like dead swans
To rise never again
Pagan around the wooden symbols
Transmitting the power from hands to hands
Blood for god of gods, king of kings
Unholy master
Oh, cursed profanated thougths of glory return to me Receive my every fall, my every pain and misfortune And wrath will born inside you Stronger than sounds of bells Primeval instincts will wake Pagan brothers of our blood Professing to the majesty of horned evil The war we'll begin Will be the final fall of god's flock We'll have a bloodbath and covered with gore We'll praise the name of the highest What's you fallen god for us He had leaded people to eternal slavery His angels falling into night like dead swans To rise never again Pagan around the wooden symbols Transmitting the power from hands to hands Blood for god of gods, king of kings Unholy master Explain Request ×
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