Píseň: Angel Of Disease

Interpret:
Morbid Angel
Album:
Ignominious
[Re-released on Covenant CD] 


Your plastic souls melt within cauldron's burning black 
Chanting to the Ancient Ones, chants of broken lines 
Kneel before the alter, sacrifice is made 
It is pleasing to the ones most ancient of the days 


They call the prince of disease, messenger of the Absu 
Carry through the icy winds our curse upon their church 


Hanging helpless above the pentagram 
Sacrifice swings within leather noose 
Sing the ancient hymn that makes the Abso roll 
Raise the rusty knife, let loose the blood of Kingu 


Sudden death throws off the balance that's within the sky 
Priest calls forth infernal names to the ones beyond the gate 


Angel of disease one who shuns the light 
Shub Niggurath goat with one thousand young 


Praise the beast, the chanting grew 
Praise the beast with virgin blood 
Praise the beast with soul and mind 
Praise the beast and show the sign 


Bind their kings in iron chains 
Execute the judgement for them 
Come and taste the fleshy pleasures 
Orgies of endless time 


Beneath the rolling for hate ignites their eyes 
From their graves the dead rise to answer Nammtar's call 
On a twisted cross the virgin corpse hangs 
They blacken out the sun and burn the elder gods 


Morbid priest calling forth 
Abominations of the sky 
Kutulu meets in the void 
Ancient Ones rule once more