Founds total 2 songs
Funeral Rites
The doom is near in this night. Bloody skulls are over the pentagram. Cry for the sabbath bells. Fallen angels scream for mercy. . It's a time to bury the priest.
From The Past Comes The Storms
The sky throws up storms trying to avenge itself. You feel a pain that burns your flesh. Your reflection inside the mirror. Shows a past soiled by the blood of innocents.
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