Enslave the Weak
Unleashed by the fireI'm your deepest fear
Burning in your mind
Opposite of heaven
Truth no near
Rulers of this world
In number they are seven
Emerged with hate
Soaked with blood
Everlasting pain
You have had not.
Useless being
I'm your deepest fear
Embraced by the devil
Feed me your anger
Find your true desire
Slaviors
In number they are seven.
Satan's spawn of endless rage
In times unknown, of the endless age.
Emerged with hate
Emerged with hate
Soaked with blood
Everlasting pain
You have had not
Losowe piosenki:
Might
Whatcha Gon' Do
All Things Dull And Ugly
Love
Jil Sent Me
Old Man Winter