A keresés eredménye

Black halo

You've beheld burning black halo
Of the one who preaches that the life is a phantasm
He beckoned - follow me, come - you've hidden your face
Your journey to his sight was in vain
When the gates of seven hells will be opened,
it will be too late to think what you could have done earlier
Avoid the intention of entering uninvited
Your soul will be devoured by an ice massif
 
Fragments of heavy metals rush through the darkness
Two eyes are glowing in the distance in indifferent stillness
No creature can pierce his solitude,
unless Evil is the prevailing element
You'll understand the pain of existence
Formless Evil, pure in each of us
In that moment you'll feel breath of the devil much closer
And you'll ask questions no more