Testo di Evil Incarnate

Wandering through the mists of time Amidst the sleeping rift of darkness and desolation, desolation Eons of unspeakable torment and ecstatic madness Vast horizons with endless sorrow, suffering The heavenly father weeping as angels fall from the torn skies Blood rains from the sky, the rift slowly spreads, propagates in power Evil incarnate, a beacon of never-ending obscurity Evil embodied in flesh of obscure and vile purity Demonical warfare, angels lie dead, piles of them across the plains Rivers of blood runs deep red, blood of angels falls from the sky Demonic quintessence lurking in the shadows, evil incarnate, evil incarnate In the deep murky chasm only darkness dwells, evil incarnate