Текст песни 3 Inches Of Blood - Infinite Legions

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Dark meteors, pale demons aside Hurled relentlessly across the night sky Zealots of creation to a theory chained They’d kill for their faith or die Never to kneel They slaughter all lords On the souls of the faithful Faithless demons gorge A curse upon you, all you deserve All seem to think they are on the truth path A plague so vile, none shall survive The righteous will tighten its grip on the free Claiming their god is the one to believe The beast is emerging a danger untold Trying to suppress what can’t be controlled A curse upon you, all you deserve Can you explain how it is the Lord’s will? A plague so vile, none shall survive Infinite legions of conquering hordes A curse on their blades A hex on their swords Unholy minions – their mark heaven’s domain Caressing the leather that binds up the tome They’ll die on their knees when the lies have been shown Fire and brimstone are Eden’s demise The great opposition – it’s time to arise Slayers of angels, haters of god Infinite legions, victorious and strong Heathen armies Ceaseless advance

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