Paganhorns کے بول

My love is the guardian of the light Far beyond the light... The gloom is the essence of blood Lurking in our eyes We rule the death In the garden of the crucified ones.. In the garden of condemnated ones We are the liberators.. Eternal Eternal Eternal Eternal hate Our feeling is the doom of the demons Sleeping in inexpressible shapes.. The essence of violation hidden in thy beauty Hidden in bloody sensual pleasure.. Eternity? Landscape of the night Eternity? Plentitude of Wildness Eternity? Landscape of the night Eternity? Plentitude of Wildness It is Our lips shrouded in moonlight... Eternity? Night of the burning crosses It is In the ritual of the anointed ones In the ceremony of crucyfying the truth Our lips shrouded in moonlight..