Текст песни Asfågelns Död

Vulture's Death

Black blood the moon now drinks
Black statue from the depths rises
Warpainting drawn into the face
From cave's dim comes great death

Days are at hand, days are killing
Through the night we march
Blood of the raven, Christian belief
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Days are tearing, days are toiling
Feed brother worm with food
End the lives of the heaven's pest
Vulture of christianity's threat

Rust and flame now devour purity
Like machine of stone and flesh
Thousand of trolls now march
Blood drips staining red...