Из альбома: Their Greatest Spells: 30 Years of Rotting Christ
ΦΡΙΚΩΔΗΣ ΤΕΚΝΑ
ΚΑΤΑΡΕΣ
ΔΑΙΜΟΝΩΝ ΒΡΩΣΗΣ
ΣΚΙΑ ΑΝΑΙΜΑΚΤΟΣ
Woe, pain, blood lead us
Now that we end up with fire
Some strident curses come from higher
Woe, pain, blood lead us
We are the nights' atrocious sons
We come from strange locus named Neverland
Atrocious demons' feed you will become
A woeful shadow without blood
[Chorus:]
Show me the path to show you the land
Where grimy war and pain have just begun
Oh, you strain, oh, you pain
I am thine and thou art mine
Now that the order sounds cease-fire
Some warlike voices sound like choir
Woe, pain, blood lead us
And tear the lucid and silky veil of my dream
And walk on gloomy and trodden path and kill
My misty brain, lord, please reign
Lord please reign and spit the poison in my vein
[Chorus]
I am thine and thou art mine