Paroles de The Thrice Is Greatest To Ninnigal

The detestable xul Is chained to Ninnigal Acknowledge the prayers Subsequent to earth The seventh gate of Nana- 'Outcry thy sin!', While the sixth portal of Lord Mastema opens wide. Nana: God of the Moon: I convoke to thee. Our terra firma regrets burning the scriptures An abyss will seek menace towards the reign once again. Ostentation of your heart is A heart filled with lunar parallaxes If you look, The elders anticipate the arrival ...Of the black and amoral innocents If you look, The Celestial Pantheon will burn ...Burns the prediction of persecution