Deep Tracts Of Hell by Aura Noir

Purification Of Hell

by Aura Noir· from Deep Tracts Of Hell

Gates of madness Gates of harm I long for your endlessness And to feel your blades Vast sceneries drenched in blood A thousand fires that reek of death Halls of torment - let us in! We'll show them pain Night warriors, I summon thee It's time for bloodshed Come on and rape the daylight I want whores and untrue sons of Satan Dead Eternal furnace fire- The only light I need No lambs of Christ could take me higher- It's in hell that I must bleed