Tangorodrim - Horror Тексты

Horror insinerate the places
Where should be placed our hearts
Horror makes the alcohol
Frozen in our veins
Horror turns all around
Into the one big grinder

Where aggressor rules the subconcious
From the deep blackness of the world
I feel no air, no taste of blood
Only the contempt, wich making
Destruction of the world
By destroyers of eternity

Horror insinerate the places
Where eternity was desecrated
And turned into nothing

And we tangorodrim
Those who unleashed
Bringing the death
Desecrating the existence
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