Из альбома: End of Eden
Forge thyself a golden plowshare,
Forge the beam and mail of silver
Ant the with ease
Thou can plow the field of serpents,
Plow the field of hissing vipers
plow the soil of evil Hisi!
I'll hunt thine ancient mother of evil,
Hunt thine origin, o hissing serpent
vilest thing of god's create
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