Phantoms of Mortem Tales

Old Mans Child

Composición de: Galder
A burning lust for pleasure less desire
A needless urge to kill
Fearful thoughts, a strength we admire
With hate that their minds are fulfilled 

Like tyrants, living life in wrath
Like wizards, vanishing into the dark…
As black divine gods 

Born under crimson rain
Taking lives in seductive ways
Putrefy the human skin
Feeding the demons within 

Nailed to the heavenly cross
You will die with the taste of dust
Praise your demonic saviour
Erase your memories of god 

Like wolves, howling to the night
Like beasts, living beyond the light…
As black divine gods
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