Reaping Souls Lyrics
And the wolves start howlingBlack souls are gatheringIn front of the gates of heavenTo rape the virgin who's been worshipped for centuriesOn the icecold windsRavens are circling aboveThe moon is reflected in our eyesSparkling with warlustAs we storm the gates of heavenIn the forestWolves are coming togetherRaping the lambs of your pathetic "god"We are harvesting the blighted cropsAs the winds swirls through the air our hearts are filled with sorrow
Denethor Reaping Souls