turn
the chilling sky
to a dreadful kingdom
let horns arise
burn
let mountains grow
the road to d**h
feels endless now
goathead
delirium
spawn the anger
it's tearing you apart
ba*tard
hunt them down
while the servants of the snake
eat their offspring now
goathead
who are we to witness?
i
who am i
the holiest
of the image
d**h
dead
are the ways
o lord
pity
pity
not the fallen
fallen
exit
exit
and hell followed
him
we have found
what we lost
we will loose again
and again
and again
again
again
stop