Paul Johnson - Crucified Ones lyrics

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Paul Johnson - Crucified Ones lyrics

Mortal crosses standing in the row Seem to reach up to the burning sky Damned souls grouping on the dark Going round the stretched arms Bodies, faces Unnaturally bended in pain Lifeless eyes staring at the space Persecution of the dying has begun Here's the place of the alteration Where life turns into other form Dark ritual of demons procreation Hear the cries - of the crucified ones Throbing Flashes in the rhytm of thunder Nailed hands greeting angry gods Coming fourth to feast in blood Bodies, faces Unnaturally changend in lust Purple fluid streams on the wood Like tears of dying cross... Here's the place of alteration Where gods turn into temporal form Dark ritual of demons procreation Come on! Leave your life and join the dead in hell Masters of forgotten arts Deign to look at your servant Acceptance my greatest sacrufuce Sebd revebge in vastard's seed! O come to me! I beg thee, open wide the gates All flends of flends From the deep of dark abyss arrive! Pazuzu, the evil one Lord, who feeds on agel cries! Bless the damned, curse the blessed - crucify them SONG: The Final Ma**acre Warriors with hate inflict destruction Comes true the awful prediction Still alive corpses lie in the street Spitting the blood to the god Dying in flames damned mob Screaming in pain "This can't be, Oh god" Maybe they will understand he was never But will be too late, so die forever Circling in the sky the demons now descend To raise their slaughter of mankind till its end The final ma**acre of people on the earth Pain cracks their minds, everywhere is d**h False gods in their temples tremble with fear They know the d**h is now so near Unearthly Armageddon burns with flames of doom Poisoned seed flung into virgin's womb Circling in the sky the demons now descend To raise their slaughter of mankind till its end The final ma**acre of people on the earth Pain cracks their minds, everywhere is d**h Merciless' angels fly over head Its no time for your imploring plans Commit suicide with horror in your eyes Bleeding with scars, pride world now dies Warriors with hate inflict destruction Comes true with awful prediction Still alive corpses lie in the street Spitting the blood to the god Dying in flames damned mob Screaming in pain "This can't be, Oh god" Maybe theu will understand he was never But will be too late, so die forever Differend Armageddon came true under your eyes Dust comes down when the time came for the sunrise The final ma**acre, winds destroy the earth Impaled heads notify, that winner is the d**h

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