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Artiste:
Necrophobic
Titre:
Marchosias
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Come forth shape shifting she-wolf Come forth great marquise of fire Come forth as the ox of the earth Upon summoners command and conjurers desire From the order of dominations Prodigy angel rebel fell Deceived to return upon her seventh throne Doomed to serve as a Marquise of hell Obsessed by an uprising hatred Now that more than twelve hundred years gone There will be no more ruling in heaven And therefore no more seventh throne Come forth thou who's spitting flames Descend our soil under gryphon wings Come forth daemonic serpent tailed Djinn Upon summoners command and conjurers desire Come forth and ablaze the blackened night still Come forth and enlighten our wideopen minds Come forth mistress of strategy Answereth truly upon sorcerers request From the order of dominations Prodigy angel rebel fell Deceived to return upon her seventh throne Doomed to serve as a Marquise of hell Obsessed by an uprising hatred Now that more than twelve hundred years gone There will be no more ruling in heaven And therefore no more seventh throne Now omitted to soar in the shadows Cursed to the abyss forever A broken promise, a broken hope To be revenged with a violent endeavour Transformation, transmutation Lycanthropic evocation Buried deep in the subconcious Lurks the metaphysic art of shape shift Come forth shape shifting she-wolf Come forth great marquise of fire Come forth as the ox of the earth Upon summoners command and conjurers desire From the order of dominations Prodigy angel rebel fell Deceived to return upon her seventh throne Doomed to serve as a Marquise of hell Obsessed by an uprising hatred Now that more than twelve hundred years gone There will be no more ruling in heaven And therefore no more seventh throne Now omitted to soar in the shadows Cursed to the abyss forever A broken promise, a broken hope To be revenged with a violent endeavour