Prince of darkness was bornTo declare on everybodyA black sign
Blind children, they can't see the lightThey were born in
Demon's wind drives souls down with vorticesIn the night of
Hell wait for our soulsEvil invited them to it's homeBodies
Affected by magic theatre, drawn into profound, immemorial pastAwaked senses
In moonlight I saw my black shadowSilently creeping through cursed
Open gates of altar for the blindRelease the shoots for
Breathing the stench of deathRelease soul from monotony of choked
Elects are roaming in my eyesForever died away mother's flame
I'm calling for my forefather souls 'I know it's hard
Way to the darkness in that we goDeath touches us
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