Enthroned Tales From A Blackened Horde
Immersed in my hypnotic slumber I wander through the paths of a cemetery In an unhearithy night, the high storms break the fire of sky I hear the call as I go to a grave the crypt of the demons is calling me, for the darkness ceremony, where the tales of ancient hordes will be recited and the blasphemy will be sung Through the glaring lightning, my decomposed face, and my skeletal body project a terrifying shadow on the burial ground Oôôôhhh Master Satan!!! By your power, bless my body dead for centuries!!!
