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Kishore Kumar Hits — Witchtrap - Brimstone in the Air текст песни

Исполнитель: Witchtrap

альбом: Trap the Witch

Rites, blasphemy and magic foretell the rise of the dead.
Sacrifice, darkness and blood call the power of hell.
The moon, the fog and the spells feed the demons on fire.
My soul, my life and my will open the gates to the horny lord.
Blood is spilled on the altar. Rituals in circles of salt.
The air is heavy as iron; the smell has corrupted your mind.
Shadows, phantoms and witches dance around the flames.
Howls, screams and voices; the atmosphere becomes too wicked.
Lightning, earthquake and rain; the devil is walking the earth.
Fire, outbreaks and death; the Lucifer's onslaught strikes the sky.
Blood is spilled on the altar. Rituals in circles of salt.
The air is heavy as iron; the smell has corrupted your mind.
Wrapped in blood, I rise my hands to his symbol.
Singing for Satan; the master of Hades and Death.
Lost in a dream of vanity, pleasures and lust.
Drunk in smoke because brimstone is in the air.

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