2 acessos
Minutes to go, your face turns pale
As you float through the void of no-return
Darkness fills your eyes
Feelings of death are all around
Screams of gore and doom are heard
Where is the way out?
Is there one?
Hold the chalice, drink it's unholy liquid
Feast on flesh of leper corpses
You have been called to sit with the beast
To make evil your wrath
To suffer the good
And make eternal night
Smash skulls, rip ribs apart
Devour your victims with the power of evil
Relish, as you draw the blood