Paroles de ...Where The Darkness Always Reigned
The pentagram is frozen, in your dark dreamsThere are butchered christian priests
Falling in the common grave
Blood of christ paints my face.
Disgraced godly thoughts,
Thousand believer's souls
A burning church brings me joy,
Many believers affection burns in there.
My dark spirit purified after an unholy blasphemy.
Frozen pentagram shines on the night of the massacre.
A burning church brings me joy,
Many believers affection burns in there.
My dark spirit purified after an unholy blasphemy.
Frozen pentagram shines on the night of the massacre.
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