Letra de More Corpses For The Grave
He is a collector At least the owner of your soul The one who gets 'em all Master in eternal fall The fairest guy in multiverse Perfect in taking lives Raping all that bleeds King of all what's blasphemyThe keeper at the gates to own hell Surely ending no need to tell Eternal nothing private cell Damnation till the end of all dayPlease keep close the eternity High priest of the living TrappedYou hear these words of anguish, The voice within all walls This frost now stirs your will While slaughtering your soul Your live never eternal, never joking the unknown Not really to await a call, soon he strikes us allYour cannot fell what's nothingness A void ever unknownRotThe breed of existence, the everything of all The lord of carnage, destruction and gore The death maybe something real And devastation his loving thrillYou cannot fell what's nothingness A void ever unknownTry to stand... The almighty troop of abomination Soldier 666More Corpses For The Grave It needs More Corpses For The GraveThe keeper at the gate to own hell Surely ending no need to tell Eternal nothing private cell Damnation till the end of all day Corpses to the grave