Kecárna Playlisty
Obnov stránku
Desktop verze
Horní menu

My Mortal Flesh - text


If one day my life is too desolate and stringent
And this world is too narrow for my free spirit
There will always be a way out of this hole
I can free myself from this
I pass earthly borders with no hesitation
And i dance eternal magic dance

What i need my soul for
I give it to satan
My black heart belongs to death
The black powers are my daily bread

And when i leave this existence
My mortal flesh might rot
Yet my virtual spirit shine bright
Satan grants me immortality

Take me, the enemy of christ, by the hand
Lead me through galaxies to the edge
Of space and time and show the existence
Of his power, of his black eminence

Text přidal roman59

Video přidal roman59

Where Witches Burnt

Atritas texty

Tento web používá k poskytování služeb, personalizaci reklam a analýze návštěvnosti soubory cookie. Používáním tohoto webu s tím souhlasíte. Další informace.