اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Sudden screams, choking pressure
Cutting noise, horns of flesh and blood
Black mass of unholy one
Through the white human priests
Ruined temple
Reborn in flames
Dark waves rising above us
Runners in front of the death storm
Blinded by their own faith
Into the doom and oblivion
All the glory for the one
Who covered all the mirrors
All the years for the one
Who lived amongst the dragons
Stained
And washed with blood
No one
Will save your soul
