Amid screams of horror
And the sad groan of the dying ones
The smoke rises on the deserted field
Amid the chaos of destruction
Devote to the devil
Devote to the devil
Devote to the devil
Over the broken bones
Meat and worms are mixed
Men were killed by the morbid appearance
Were harvested by the poisoned axe
The creature flies at night on twisted wings
Its eyes of fire without mercy
That whip the soul with tortures and anguish
It´s the princess of hell revenge
Black and solitary executioner
The vision can freezing men's blood
And it's still flying
Total destruction comes close
A strong comment here is specific: the phrase you keep hearing, the mood you come back for, or the reason this song stays in rotation.
Sign in to post the first listener note. Reporting stays open to everyone.