Witches grow restless The priests are impatient My legions scream The gates must be open Our master repels A massage of hope On through the gates we march The sentinels await With their sabers in grasp A vast group locust attack [2]
Attacking with force As we show no remorse Obstructing our victims fate The blood in the chalice Saluting the fight All virgins must die this night Psychotic reaction from a serpents kiss Is taking the life from our soul And leading a train of destruction from hell Finding our way through hells hole !
CURSE OF THE LEGIONS OF DEATH [3] CURSE OF THE LEGIONS OF DEATH! PROVOKE THE DEAD! [2] CURSE OF THE LEGIONS OF DEATH