Texty písní Bestial Warlust

Bestial Warlust


I am the one who'll face the end of the world

I will charge my horse on through death

I am the one who must watch the sun die

And await the coming of darkness

My spirit flies at the devils throne

As a wolf to its prey

I have come to take the devils anger

And his knowledge gained

To take what is ours

I will tear at the gates of heaven

And burn the angels of peace

I will kill the slut called hope

And fuck her piece by piece

And if you live through armageddon

And I hope you fucking don't

I'll hunt you down like a pig

And eat your fucking throat

I will spill your blood

To the new harvest moon

And release your blood

To the mother earth