Текст песни At the gates - Non
At the gates - Non слова песни
Текст песни At the gates - Non-divine
From cold storms I emerge to infernoKiss me with your insanity, bless me with your plagueBurn through my headThe psychic treasures in the arena to findDead symbols that walk through the dreams of manNon-divine, burning souls of red( )Tounges of insanity , here I amLick me free from my dark pastAnd open my heart for your joyI seek eternity where it lies to be foundMy life will not end 6 feet under the groundNo rebirth in heaven where eternal sleep awaitsWe must seek immortality beyond the seven gatesMake love with me this one last timeThis one dead dreamAnd rot we can as godsTogether in a distant hellBurn me with your tounges of loveBurn me free from my bitterness and hateSo let the light devour menAnd eat them up with blindnessNon-divine, a restless soulWorm, goat, eater of godsBurn me with the3 tounges of your love