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