Testo di Unholy Cold Crypts

Into the dark skies Secret rites and Mysticism Burning the stupid holy cross I see the unholy cold crypts Sorrow grim of Black storms Darkness marches through the coldest night The mist surrounding the empire's horizon This is the call of death plague Call Of Death Sacrifice the earth Red rivers are passing Through the soul divine burning all sheep Everything In flames and chaos!!! Winds smells like old blood Voices guides you to a final command The iron magnetizing everything Swords we rise, Swords we down Surrounding by old nature We acclaim for the battle Death! The empire of the third circle is now complete in honor We'll die stand before any god Living in Darkness Our souls are condemned To the end