Текст (слова) песни: Ancient Ceremony - Seed of Evil
See the storm forth like the dancing Flames of immortal Fire Feel them burn Thy Soul Now enter Purgatory!
Oh Scorpion in Azazel`s haunted Realm with deadly Sting fulfill our Lust May Thou find the beating Hearts in their Breasts
Woe to Thee - but where to flee? There is no Place to hide from the Seed of Evil
Horned Entity, carry our Sins with Pride as we shall do in that star-filled Night when Babalon`s Resurrection is gloriously set to be held Born again from Scarlet Woman`s precious Womb as Insignium of Hate
Woe to Thee - but where to flee? There is no Place to hide from the Seed of Evil
Sand licks the Blood not less than seven Times My damned Children they awake from a Sleep that seemed eternally Whilst Desert`s pestilential Winds spread from the East Nine-headed Hydra`s Disease to crawl the Holy Lands
"Thou shall be Feast for the Worms!"
My Breed, these Harbingers of Death on destinuous Wings do ride Captured Souls are a mortal Meal consumed with deepest Delight consumed by the Seed of Evil
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