Perihelion
through thousand razorages i carried the mark
of yet another thousand tragedies
we are the chaosdeath warriors
spat from damnation's feverthorndreams
the glorious plague is ours !
...fed by the warslut's travesty
the mark that, in rapture and pain,
once bejewelled the skyslave's robe
a lightshroud woven of embers and scars
ever to burn, fever to bring...
perihelion...
slaughtered 'neath the horizon's whore
we..we kill the stench of heaven..we kill...!!
Die Texte der Lieder. Тексты песен - На сайте свыше 500 текстов песен.
|
