Lyrics

Screaming like a storm And the wings of angels have been torn We're gonna make the demons rise We're gonna hear their tortured cries So we might just take your life No regrets start to slice Rip this hell Falling into darkness Show the sign of the evil To unlock this We're gonna call unto this spell Unholy funeral... rites!
Writer(s): Midnight Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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