Nekrovvitch piosenki

The witching hour is here One can't escape the grips of calamity Together we smell your fear The blood in your veins freeze over Young whores dancing in vanity Their sacred lust flows deep Ancient ritual never dies It only lives to seal your fate...

With necrophilic lust I break down the doors In the house of the dead I can't take it anymore Hundreds of corpses Lying in their tombs My cryptic arousal A love to exhume Alone and obsessed Awaiting the call Trapped inside here I lust fo...

I am the White Death I am the Red Reaper Take your life without casting a shadow You see nothing as you die Head in sights target locked Snow in mouth breath concealed Cold barrel in hands steady my breath Finger on the trigger is one more dead...

Forest of unholy torment Witness the evil rites Night of the blasphemous orgy The black mass has begun Dance around heretical hell fire Chant Satan's song Fornicate with the beast Hell's eternal damnation Banquet of heinous origins Witness...