Praising To A Blackened Moon Lyrics
No hope for the holy as the anti-Christ is born Blackened voices chanting to the one who's dressed in horns Drink the blood, impure perversions, orgy of the soul. (chorus) Hear the hymns of darkness New moons rise (in their haunting praise) Praising to a blackened moon Of Pagan ways true and divine Horns of doom play their songs of dread As witches sing in the darkest of keys. Hell's choir chant with haunting praise, In blasphemous delight I can now foresee the future Basking in blackened night Hollowed wings shall take me Beyond the gates of time Crossing over nightmarish landscape Unholy ways to find. (chorus) Desecration Pure blasphemation Exhumation Let our dark souls...
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