there i will tease you endlessly no matter where you run you will know my name you are bound by might you will feel the pain i will feel you with terror
for all the thousands i've killed for all the children i've tortured for all the souls i've burned hear a demons cry you carved into me the darkened lusts
we dwell in purity content with the nurture of our native land beneath a sea of abundance stabbed by the oppressors blade we are awakened in torment
i walk the landscape i see the land infested as a newborn plague by gods holy worms scattered around they lie christ's soldiers over distant horizons
breathe the scent of death lie in sacred forms tombs of ancient souls ruler of the dead speak the names of might hold the sacred rite now to dwell in
leaving the dismay of the world behind traveling in the essence of chaos a journey beyond death time and matter dissolving about me your blood pulses
i break the chains that holds the storm i feel its pulse it hammers the sky volcanic winds of blooded rage mind tearing frost shall provide brutal death
Time for gathering Beware of the barriers they are weak Blinded we were led astray Behold as the truth of might returns Manipulation open your eyes and
you run i will be there i will tease you endlessly you will feel the pain you will know my name you are bound by might i will feel you with terror
Tłumaczenie: Sopor Aeternus. Ascension Of Terror.
where you run i will be there i will tease you endlessly you will feel the pain you will know my name you are bound by might i will feel you with terror
within you it lies since the rise of your time you've feared it ignored but truth never lies its existence marked at the birth of time the darkness inside
for all the thousands i've killed for all the children i've tortured for all the souls i've burned hear a demons cry the darkened lusts you carved into
we dwell in purity beneath a sea of abundance content with the nurture of our native land we are awakened in torment stabbed by the oppressors blade
i walk the landscape as a newborn plague i see the land infested by gods holy worms scattered around they lie christ's soldiers untameable flames rage
breathe the scent of death tombs of ancient souls lie in sacred forms ruler of the dead speak the names of might hold the sacred rite once you walked
time for gathering beware of the barriers they are weak blinded we were led astray behold as the truth of might returns manipulation open your eyes