Testament - C.O.T.L.O.D. (Curse Of The Legions Of Death) | Текст песни

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• C.O.T.L.O.D. (Curse Of The Legions Of Death)

Witches grow restlessm, 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 of locust attack!
...A vast group of locust attack!

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 hell's hole! Hell's hole!!!

Curse of the legions of death
Curse of the legions of death
Curse of the legions of death!

Curse of the legions of death
~Provoke the dead!~
Curse of the legions of death
~Provoke the dead!~
Curse of the legions of death!

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!
Curse of the legions of death