Septicflesh A Great Mass Of Death
Creators...
Evoke your tragedy
Betrayers!
You can't deny your lust for destruction
Predators...
Dance once more waltz with the flesh of your prey
Your sharpened teeth will sink in a passionate kiss...
There's no hope for redemption
In every funeral, I have been
Your cemeteries so secrene, with gothic dark cathedrals
I am the Destroyer of Life, I hear you chanting for me
A Great Mass... of Death
A Great Mass of Death
A Great Mass of Silence
It's the quiet of absence
A Great Mass of Death
A Great Mass of Silence
A concerto of sadness
A Great Mass of Death
A Great Mass...
Run!
A Great Mass of Death
A Great Mass of Silence
I am the Destroyer of Life
I hear you chanting for me...
