Malignation کے بول

Searching in the ever lasting abyss for a cure for this scourge Only complete nothingness can absolve this curse Murder of the cardinals the sacred rite will burn Only the blood of child can save this earth Rise of the damned When the son of death Lays his head on the earth where we rest Listening for a pulse or a sign of life There will be nothing to hear When the wolf of hell, spurts her fiery breath Do you believe in the afterlife That in the end, we don't just die Dark creature from the hole Please take my dying soul My breath is cold if I draw breath at all And my skin is made of stone I grow so old but I will never die I will live on until the end of time Searching in the ever lasting abyss for a cure for this scourge Only complete nothingness can absolve this curse And ill be free to roam, when death takes me home