Original lyrics

EN

Curse Of Prostrate One My scream is frozen by the wind from North My eyes are blinded by the endless night Song of the storm tears flesh of my ears Cold soil drinks last drops of my blood In Hate is the secret of my might Tumulus waits for me tonight Will be the Day of Horned Lord I will reborn to feed my Sword My dreams are crushed by lies of your god My mind injured by this hypocrite I tried to attain eternal piece Now I victim of mental disease Visions come to me I recognize them Demons wait for me They heard my war-cry My Spirit leaves my body I loose last drops of blood Oh ,Father, take my Soul To your eternal light! Come down to sacred place Of painful memories! Walk through this trace! Wipe out this disease! There is only darkness in my mind! I'll reborn to crush your shoddy Jesus Christ!