Lazaa - Gathering Of The Fallen Тексты

By the great wings of Andras
We shall bless our glorious sins
In a blasphemous journey
For the sacred gathering

Souls of bestial dark hordes
Minions of Belphegor
Blackened cherubim
Heed the summoning of morning star

For the gathering of the fallen

By the hoarse voice of Malphas
We shall bless our glorious sins
In a blasphemous journey
For the sacred gathering

Hail the infinite terror
Conjurer of the great horror
Disciple of the unholy
Plague bearers who dressed in flaming steel

For the gathering of the fallen

As the wolves and ravens plague the land
Baphomet summons his servants
To baptize the children of Apollyon

With them, a thousand locusts swarm
To disrupt the earthly balance
To unlock the seven perversions

Wings of black shadowed the blood red sky
With the chant of wrath and eerie
They will tear the sun in fury

And thus, mortal will meet their end
As heaven is torn asunder
As we feast on their flesh and lifeless bones

By the great wings of Andras
By the hoarse voice of Malphas
We shall bless our glorious sins
For the summoning of the morning star!