with slit throat they slowly rot,
distraught souls with ancient curse.
bloody face tement their grave,
o satan reincarnate that day
when tortured soul claim their cropse
full moon rise above their grave
unholy mind theocidal thirst
raise your hands with sword of damocles.
silhouettes..
silhouettes of diabolic knights
slay thee all thy freedon shall be mine
bloody massacre my thirst is gone
i build my own future there is no prediction
when tortured soul claim their cropse
full moon rise above their grave
unholy mind theocidal thirst
raise your hands with sword of damocles.
silhouettes..
