Mestigoth کے بول

Deadly pain hovering in the night Shadows are scared around you Embossed thought and remorses To the wall of memories Like a spirit, like a shine Beyond the eternal glaxies (At the unknown dimensions) Where the silence re-echo (like a scream!) Of ultimate fear which posses you With awe you looking at yourself On the waxen mirror that changes endlessly Loosing your faith and you're crying For the ultimate gift, they'll promised you Look the bloodness skies Look the blashemous kingdom Look the shne of victory in their burning eyes Feel their dark delight After many-maby centuries and aeons You will be the one who will write The Macabre tales on the book of stone You will narrate to tne next generation You will speak for their victory You will scream for the winter Oh! King of the kings, Emperor of chaos Dark Lord, Master, I worship you!