Paroles de Chosen Below

Born of the jackal blessed by sin worthless servant, abandoned unseen hands embrace from the sky i can hear hell (calling) Upon the altar cast in stone i invoke the coming of gods i concede to whore's desire i am the waiting Born of the jackal blessed by sin i foresee the coming of the end i can feel the cold touch beyond Burnt by the sun for touching god branded evil mark of the beast i am the one chosen below