From the cot to the grave Impotent puppets We aspire to the light The sun will turn in black You will see the dark... After the sepulchre Grams of
Originally performed by Venom Across infernal wastelands Many miles of sunburnt Hell Tribes are scattered limbs And dust all laying as they fell Open
Tulkojums: Samael. Pēc apbedīšana.
