The Black Mass

Pagan Altar

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Through the corridors of darkness, on the wings of mans desire
Conjured by the soulless ones at the everlasting fire
Borne on waves of insanity from mans primeval past
The mantra of the tumult has awakened him at last

Drawing near in the gloom comes the twilight of all shame
The ravens of night have flown away to set Valhalla aflame
For too long now the right hand gods have fought between themselves
With paths that lead to paradise from this demented world
This is the age, the age of Satan, now that the twilight is done
Now that Satan has come

Blue velvet shrouds the altar, black candles pierce the dark
The skulls of the unbelievers peer sightless, bleached and stark
The inverted cross of burnished gold the burial urns of light
The pungent smell of incense wafts out into the night
This is the age, the age of Satan, now that the twilight is done
Now that Satan has come

Composição: Alan Jones / Terry Jones · Esse não é o compositor? Nos avise.
Enviada por Kid, Traduzida por Gabriel Hierro
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