We, Princes Of Darkness Lyrics
The waters turned to red from the blood of the tortured oneAnd the vermins marching to the daylightWhen the birds of the sky, fall from the quiet trees tothe soil of the earthThen, the arrival of his majesty is nearAnd we, wait with darkest proudWe slaves of the last eclipse(And) we, await him nowWe, princes of darknessAccept no Lord of emptinessWe, the princes of darknessDestroy the holy weaknessWe are twelve creatures of the AlmightyThe Lord of thousand criesThe God of all great beastsSix slaves of the horned masterAnd with us, four children of the nightMea Culpa Corpus ChristiFor we have killed your sonWe princes of dakrnessRape the holy whore and destroy your kingdomThe hell will follow us, you will never know our namesWith us will come the Astaroth, the producer of all pains
Astaroth We, Princes Of Darkness
