7 acessos
An evil ... a cold mistery
A frozem nature ... an immortal fear ...
There's no bright ... there's no life ... there's no mistakes
Just evil - distance unknow ... there's no return
From my eyes ... from the shadows ... a pawfull history
From the gates ... empty words ... empty means
At the altar ... I pray
I invoked the lord ... the beasts ...
The souls of obssession ... oh ! hell ascension ...
I'm waiting for his coming though my offerings
I get his paths
I'm waiting for his power to make me eternal
I need his paths
Experiments of death to the legacy of time - be done
To cure my ferver and explain the opposites
The black and white