Besatt - Time For Gathering |
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Time For Gathering
Besatt The night's colour are calling me They are tempting my senses Without borders The world is rotating in fiery pentagram Full of false and hypocrisy I'm rejecting it Mirror of my condemned soul is breaking makes free Demons of evil In candle with hidden truths I'm absorbing them DestinationHatred Instinct Pain In hellish fire horned beast is my destination Symbols of cross wakes my hate I choose black paths instinctive for years My life is passing away in delight and pain The sound of great bell is ringing Around giving initiated the sign To gathering My heart beats and speeding up the rhythm Giving the strength and the power To my body For long mystic night I'm putting on a habit for time The mystery On the altar of pain I'm giving my sacrifice Without regret |
