C.O.T.L.O.D.

Witches grow restlessThe priests are impatientMy legions screamThe gates must be openOur master repelsA massage of hopeOn through the gates we marchThe sentinels awaitWith their sabers in graspA vast group locust attack [2]Attacking with forceAs we show no remorseObstructing our victims fateThe blood in the chaliceSaluting the fightAll virgins must die this nightPsychotic reaction from a serpents kissIs taking the life from our soulAnd leading a train of destruction from hellFinding our way through hells hole !CURSE OF THE LEGIONS OF DEATH [3]CURSE OF THE LEGIONS OF DEATH!PROVOKE THE DEAD! [2]CURSE OF THE LEGIONS OF DEATH


(Testament)