Текст песни Ancient Ceremony - Seed of Evil
Ancient Ceremony - Seed of Evil слова песни
See the storm forthlike the dancing Flames of immortal FireFeel them burn Thy SoulNow enter Purgatory!Oh Scorpion in Azazel`s haunted Realmwith deadly Sting fulfill our LustMay Thou find the beating Hearts in their BreastsWoe to Thee - but where to flee?There is no Place to hidefrom the Seed of EvilHorned Entity, carry our Sins with Prideas we shall do in that star-filled Nightwhen Babalon`s Resurrection is gloriously set to be heldBorn again from Scarlet Woman`s precious Wombas Insignium of HateWoe to Thee - but where to flee?There is no Place to hidefrom the Seed of EvilSand licks the Blood not less than seven TimesMy damned Children they awakefrom a Sleep that seemed eternallyWhilst Desert`s pestilential Windsspread from the EastNine-headed Hydra`s Diseaseto crawl the Holy Lands"Thou shall be Feast for the Worms!"My Breed, these Harbingers of Deathon destinuous Wings do rideCaptured Souls are a mortal Mealconsumed with deepest Delightconsumed by the Seed of Evil