Paroles de Old Stigma

Arriving at the ancient gates, watching the road behind Fog rising fromn the graves, frost rising from inside Under the banner of wolf - the sign of devil Stigmatized as elder evil Marching on and on Upwards the devilhorns Holding the power to create but the will to destroy More than a lifestyle - more than going out in uniform Knowing the might of disastrous decomposition Faustian eyes gazing thee - speaking of wisdom We are the substance They´re the accuser Every single word is a lie Hool´em all!