Tekster:
Rotting Christ Fire Death And Fear

Make each sense of death To seem so far so near Fire, death and fear I dry me wetly dreams on shields and spears Darkness, dread and tear Fire, death and fear

and tear Make each sense of death to seem so far so near Fire, death and fear I dry me wetly dreams on shields and spears Darkness, dread and tear Fire, death and

© I? I?I©I? Arch and ride I?I?I?I© I? I?I?I§I? And now that painted crows Laugh in the shade Spreading their screams In the valley of death Just feeing my heart trembling The time has come to... CHORUS Rage and fight March and

with offerings and blood Crush (Yeahhh) Kill (Yeahhh) Spring thresh and fire the battle Hades awaits Hades awaits Hades Awaits Hades awaits Death awaits Death awaits Death Awaits Death

Beware the quite torment that last eternal Bloodstained era that last eternal Fire...Fire... Dark covered era Bloodstained era That last eternal Fire...Fire

Total darkness / I feel so empty Death and silence / is this remedy? Undying light / frightfull laugh Unspoken might / unequal fight I was fast asleep

: Black rotting blood invades my ailing flesh, Destroys and burns me down alive, Ulcerated lips stinking of death, Excommunicated creators of mine, Blasphemous

: Black rotting blood invades my ailing flesh, Destroys and burns me down alive, Ulcerated lips stinking of death, Excommunicated creators of mine, Blasphemous

you ravaged your soul The star of inner perspectives Black and frozen, filled with foul Darkness is your only witness Provoking your rotting self Barbaric splattered bones and