[Music: Z. Nilsson / Lyrics T. DahlstrA¶m] Welcome to the burning of souls Burn Betrayed by heaven again God avobe is just a fake Nothing he promises
die for me, you worthless lying machine leaving you to breathe would be only another sin living without you is the life I can realize the interspace
who's taking your life away? seems this is your final day have I strenght to go through this it's easier for you, you will find your peace in this world
Father walk this earth I invoke you lord Rise to rule once more Create reality As it was always meant to be Enslave the week crush all the enemies Crawl
Dark ones rise above ground To destroy what god create Landscape after landscape They march fast full of hate Apolluon lord of destruction We summon
7. Portent [Instrumental]
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Show no mercy kill them all Standing at our doors They try to turn our minds Jehovah people they will burn Lies after lies they try to feed us with ?The
Bloodlust drink i feed my thirst Warm blood food makes me strong Father of sin I am the one you call son of night Let me feed on your mortals Bloodlust
leave me in my world and let it breathe with me don't touch our riches and don't touch our gate (outside, there's a man) in every man's heart there's
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to think the silent hills after sundown The blackness so vast upon me, heavy on my mind A vision of sheer terror right before my eyes Travelling through the aeons
Aeon, aeon, aeon, aeon Aeon, aeon, aeon, aeon We seeked for a new life We found places to stay We came from Aztlan A land far away Over the ocean Will
outstretched Eyes divert the light Non-conforming To the sullen souls in flight Barricade the windows of your blood-stained eye In stranger aeons, even
Before the beginning of years There came to the making of man Time, with a gift of tears Grief, with a glass that ran Pleasure, with pain for leaven
place Once opened, its secrets would become the world Its attributes would continue to unfold forever Through the fabric of the promised future aeons
last aeon, the hungry end is coming soon Harbinger of the day of wrath will eclipse the sun and rape the moon Unfold the starless aeon, the hungry end
to stay And find out where this all begun? Fire is burning me Desire to set us free The choirs of glory Have now turned to silence The sound of the aeon