Text písně The Meads Of Asphodel: Blood Blasted Holy War

Blood Blasted Holy War


White God, One God
Black God, My God

Dripping red the blood shines bright
Gleaming due of burning night
Cries of God in anger roar
Drowning men in holy war

Rivers flow with coward's piss
In silhouettes of scarlet mist
Ghostly voices haunt with dread
Where gore beslimes each gasping breath







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