اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
As the ritual starts you feel the pain
Your insides start to rot
Eternal darkness enchants your soul
Freezing cold fire from hell
Summoning ghosts of the past
To possess us all
Ancient spirits rise from the depths
As unholy words are preached
Unholy winds of death
Rips you to pieces
The feeling of total nothingness
Fills your mind with hate
Pagan Ritual
Apocalyptic rage, your sight turns black
Killing becomes an obsession
Ripping out their hearts with your bare hands
Every man, woman and child
