Kreator

The Pestilence
Cemetary of hades riting flesh of death Skulls and bones are decaying Corpses limbs and deadly carnage Massacre and crime is ruling The world is living in pain and sorrow The gods have stopped believing Survive or escape there is no chance Death of all cultures is near There must be a parasite in their brains Terror is their only aim Gods of war and fallen kingdoms Prayed for it in times of decay A curse of the unity of the undead Has reached the poisened souls Middle ages time of the pestilence Cruelty of unreached thrones From Letras Mania