Mortuary Reign Of Dead
(J. Alanís) The night is black A fanatic comes with fear Will be slay By his mind and his fear The blood will flow into the flames of hell This will be A bloody and hellish nightmare Reign of dead After die you must go there Sadistic demons Massacring your rot soul Destroying Your twisted mind and your senses And with pain You will go to his reign Demons crucifix you in your mind in a cross Feel the knife lacerating your intestines And the pricking needle injecting acid in your veins Your blood flowing like blood's spring The red and black fire Insensibiling your mind Your internal storm Make you feel fear of your pyre Holding swords And killing Christians Total massacre await you In the reign of dead Angels kill That's the cause of your fear Forever you'll die Tormenting your mind it's weak Black star of the night Will curse the false Christianity And after you'll die To live eternally Demons crucifix you in your mind in a cross Feel death comes when a spoon pulls your eyes Experiment the pain as a sword crossing your rot soul Ready to depart to lake of fire, tortures without end
