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The Meads Of Asphodel - Blood Blasted Holy War şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: The Meads Of Asphodel

albüm: Exhuming the Grave of Yeshua


White God, One God
Black God, My God
Dripping red the blood shines bright
Gleaming due of burning night
Cries of God in anger roar
Drowning men in holy war.
Rivers flow with coward's piss
In silhouettes of scarlet mist
Ghostly voices haunt with dread
Where gore beslimes each gasping breath.

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