作词 : Piotr Wiwczarek 作曲 : Piotr Wiwczarek From the sacred cathedrals raised on the rock Born in hate and greed and adoration Legions sent by wrath of the tyrant Seed of dead Nazarene. plague of fear and pain Consecrate me! "I will kill this world for You, And spill the blood for glory Hear me God. remit my sins, Rise my throne up to You" Call the winds from the pits of burning Hell Infernal breath of Death Now break the spell and curse Your foe No God above myself The gates to Hell are open wide again All monsters released now Hungry for the blood The seal Is broken - Dark Travellers arise Spinning whirls are swallowing Every living being Rain of golden crosses - cold, inverted Falls with Darkness upon the human grave No breath, no hope, shame and humiliation Freezing embrace, Exploding holy skulls of the dead From the sacred cathedrals raised on the rock Born in hate, greed and adoration Legions sent by wrath of the God Seed of dead Nazarene, plague of fear and pain
作词 : Piotr Wiwczarek 作曲 : Piotr Wiwczarek From the sacred cathedrals raised on the rock Born in hate and greed and adoration Legions sent by wrath of the tyrant Seed of dead Nazarene. plague of fear and pain Consecrate me! "I will kill this world for You, And spill the blood for glory Hear me God. remit my sins, Rise my throne up to You" Call the winds from the pits of burning Hell Infernal breath of Death Now break the spell and curse Your foe No God above myself The gates to Hell are open wide again All monsters released now Hungry for the blood The seal Is broken - Dark Travellers arise Spinning whirls are swallowing Every living being Rain of golden crosses - cold, inverted Falls with Darkness upon the human grave No breath, no hope, shame and humiliation Freezing embrace, Exploding holy skulls of the dead From the sacred cathedrals raised on the rock Born in hate, greed and adoration Legions sent by wrath of the God Seed of dead Nazarene, plague of fear and pain
