Paroles de Grotesque Infection

Under the black of the darkest sun The rotten will appear In dead skin from the tomb of death They storm the fields in lust and hate Killed in fire from hell's damnation Face of desolation Death awaits in Satan's lair Crawl to extermination By the grace of gore the Christ is fallen Impureness creation brings the enchanting death (Chorus) Grotesque infection Oppression of the mind Grotesque infection Risen the voodoo priest Enticing with night's blood Godless embracing souls Dancing with flames unhold Under the black of the darkest sun The rotten will appear In dead skin from the tomb of death They storm the fields in lust and hate Killed in fire from hell's damnation Face of desolation Death awaits in Satan's lair Crawl to extermination By the grace of gore the Christ is fallen Impureness creation brings the enchanting death