Sorcier des Glaces - Ritual of the End - Morbid Ritual | Текст песни

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• Sorcier des Glaces - Ritual of the End
• Morbid Ritual

Open your eyes
They came to freeze your blood
And give your soul to the evil one
Convert all beliefs in you
Capture the sins to satisfy his hunger

So much grievance and melancholy
Life is becoming living tombs
Desolate black dreams
And sadness to be the last feeling

Take the last chance to end your life
Rites of blood and unpure desires
Extract the venom of God
Infuse with black hate
Clean yourself from the words of the false
Behold a land (now) possessed by misanthropy

Morbid ritual
Darkening your soul forever
Morbid ritual
Poisoning your flesh

Return to the somber past
Dive through the abyss of your soul

Burn in hell's furnace
(You're) Turning into a bloodbath
Winter is calling...
The last grave is opened

So much grievance and melancholy
Life is becoming living tombs
Desolate black dreams
And sadness to be the last feeling

Take the last chance to end your life
Rites of blood and unpure desires
Extract the venom of God
Infuse with black hate
Clean yourself from the words of the false
Behold a land (now) possessed by misanthropy

Morbid ritual
Darkening your soul forever
Morbid ritual
Poisoning your flesh

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