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Antzaat - Circle of Leeches şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: Antzaat

albüm: The Black Hand of the Father


And he who walks the chasms of the abyss
Is more likely to fall
As its cliffs are steep
And its pits are deep
From the most
Desolate place
The ominous walls are calling
The temple halls are screaming
The bell chimes
As they call forth
The eternal blackness
Home to their terrible father
Swimming on the currents of blackness
Feeding on the streams of unlight
In the eye of the storm
At the heart of darkness
Rooted in the sea of blood
Stand its infernal pillars
Servants clinging to the throne of their long dead masters
A circle of leeches with no
Host to feed on
Entangled by the rotting corpses
Of their dead offspring
Foaming at the mouth at the mere thought of self obtained purpose
They mutilated themselves

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