haunt You through the night, This spawn of evil, raised by Hell Feel his hunger, smell his breath you know you will die when the beast of night returns
Traducció: Vell Nen. Retorn de la criatura Nits.
A.Wilson. "Revolt" The Old Ones were, the Old Ones are, and the Old Ones shall be. From the dark stars they came before the Man was born, unseen and
breed anymore. When everybody had lost their faith, a child was born, but no one could be the father, except for a god. This child was a gift from the
for enduring which one does endure like returning a foster-child twice or going the distance on songs for a compilation. No one's out there scared
enduring which one does endure like returning a foster child twice or going the distance on songs for somebody else's compilation. no one's out there
