Whirling Spectral Voices Lyrics
It's chaos in the fleshreturning (once again)The oldest living thingA silent specter stingWhirling spectral voicesThe ancient (enemy)Assumes the (god) formThen comes to feedWhirling, spectral, voicesSilent, specter, stingsFeasting on our knowledgeThere's no chance (for escape)the horror has awakenedYour time will soon be hereFor centuries asleepdormant (between feedings)Consuming all your soulsYour knowledge it retainsThe beast came up from hell tonightI think he wants to dance.A congregation of dronesA church of the deadA phantom priest is preachingThe words of the damned.
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