Paroles de Summoned To Die

Ways to the grave, the corpses of hate Summoning the trail you'll go Slowly dying in the fires of hell The soldiers they march on unholy ground Black of night, spirits rise Angels cry, spirits die Demons scream, Satan laughs Prepare to die, feel my wrath Summoned to die Victims cry with the fire in their eyes Killing is the queen's desire Slowly dying on their hands and knees Put them in the fire Black of night, spirits rise Angels cry, spirits die Demons scream, Satan laughs Prepare to die, feel my wrath Summoned to die