Devil Inside
Nazghor
The devil calls my name
A warming, cold voice
A withered rose, a plague
A kiss of death
Misanthropic!
Acrimonic!
The devil calls my name
A warming, cold voice
A withered rose, a plague
A kiss of death
Far beyond saint
Berserk guidance
A blazing soul
A reign the devils might
Misanthropic!
Acrimonic!
A journey deep inside, into eternity
Temptation marks the path to domination
A misanthropic mind, legion of impureness
Our majesty upon their desolation
No angels no eden
No God no right path
Nor luminous prayer
No lucid purify
So rabidly well
Devil inside
Oh lord open the gates ov hell
Consume the light, unleash your rage
Rule this land, spread your word
Anti-cosmic, invert the world
Oh lord open the gates ov hell
Consume the light, invert the world
Oh lord open the gates ov hell
Anti-cosmic, devil inside
Inside!
Devil inside!