Lletres:
Halo Of Gunfire Conjuring The Damned

[Instrumental]

As i face the night i find myself grasping toward feelings i thought had passed until we crossed paths now i can't help but imagine your corpse dressed

Insidious display of wrathfulness that the dark one shall give to the feeble parasitic human kind an earthly genocide merciless unending torturous his

Deep-seeded hatred toward what is a mockery of a god compels the blackest souls to assure his demise the purest vengeance swelling from the deepest depths

Shrouded with the black of night our ranks move forth to align for war at dawn a horde of foes approach from the horizon i see a flickering their swords

Ca me deplairait pas que tu m'embrasses NA NA NA Mais faut saisir ta chance avant qu'elle passe NA NA NA Si tu cherches un truc pour briser la glace