Текст песни Old Man`s Child - On Through The Desert Storm, слова песни Old Man`s Child

Текст песни Old Man`s Child - On Through The Desert Storm

Old Man`s Child - On Through The Desert Storm слова песни

We hail our lightThe sun of SatanFor with thy mightCome forthWe dominate the worldBy one mightful forceSee the slaughteringGrowing weakBorn by viceAnd we drink of theDoomsday chaliceAnd paint us with the blood of himSowed into flamesIn their own pitiful gravesI kiss the raven that flew with meTrough all the desert stormsWinged by sorrow -- grief of manFlying high beneath the skyQuiet and silent through theNight cycloneTears wet my throneYour dreams were not immortalI enter then my realmWe hail our lightThe ethereal sunFor with thy might paragon faceWe dominate the million eclipses

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On Through The Desert Storm

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