Azarath - Harvester of Flames

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Beyond the world of flesh and cones
We summon blackened forces od the dead
In lifeless void we enter the thorny path
Towards the hidden realm of the lord of death
The winds of death we ride
We spill the blood of Christ
We vale of tears we mock
The mortals' rotting cage
In the insane trance we dwell under the Satan’s cross
And as the Serpent of eve we sow the flaming seed
Our eyeless sight falls upon the graves
Our speechless mouth whisper the wordless spells
On this solemn night the silver shines as the altar flame
This is the time when we face our doom
Be praised the evil one!
Your symbols ablaze!
The cursed bloodline calls your name!
Harvester of flames!
We raise your sign!
We bleed for Thee
To death
We leave behing the shells of mortality
Our killing hands reap the fruits of malediction
We are reborn in the acosmic fire of the outer light
To harrow and destroy the puny race of Adam
Be praised dark one
Who idols of flesh turn into dust!
We hail Thy name!
Harvester of flames!
We raise your sign!
We bleed for Thee
To death!
Beyond the world of the flesh and bones
We summon blackened forces of the dead
In deathless fire we shall forever rule
And feed the mortal soil with the virgin blood