Текст песни: Mortuary - Reign Of Dead



The night is black

A fanatic comes with fear

Will be say

By his mind and his fear

The blood will flow into the flames of hell

This will be

A bloody and hellish nightmare

Reign of dead

After die you must go there

Sadistic demons

Massacring your rot soul

Destroying

Your twisted mind and your senses

And with pain

You will go to his reign

Demons crucifix you in your mind in a cross

Feel the knofe lacerating your intestines

And the pricking needle injecting acid in your veins

Your blood flowing like blood`s spring



The red and black fire

Insensibiling your mind

Your internal storm

Make you feel fear of your pyre

Holding swords

And killing Christians

Total massacre await you

In the reign of dead



Angels kill

That`s the cause of your fear

Forever you`ll die

Tormenting your mind it`s weak

Black star of the night

Will curse the false Christianity

And after you`ll die

To live eternally



Demons crucifix you in your mind in a cross

Feel death comes when a spoon pulls your eyes

Experiment the pain as a sword crossing your rot soul

Ready to depart to lake of fire, tortures without end.

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The night is black

A fanatic comes with fear

Will be say

By his mind and his fear

The blood will flow into the flames of hell

This will be

A bloody and hellish nightmare

Reign of dead

After die you must go there

Sadistic demons

Massacring your rot soul

Destroying

Your twisted mind and your senses

And with pain

You will go to his reign

Demons crucifix you in your mind in a cross

Feel the knofe lacerating your intestines

And the pricking needle injecting acid in your veins

Your blood flowing like blood`s spring



The red and black fire

Insensibiling your mind

Your internal storm

Make you feel fear of your pyre

Holding swords

And killing Christians

Total massacre await you

In the reign of dead



Angels kill

That`s the cause of your fear

Forever you`ll die

Tormenting your mind it`s weak

Black star of the night

Will curse the false Christianity

And after you`ll die

To live eternally



Demons crucifix you in your mind in a cross

Feel death comes when a spoon pulls your eyes

Experiment the pain as a sword crossing your rot soul

Ready to depart to lake of fire, tortures without end.

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