c.o.t.l.o.d.

come on and fight, witches grow restless, the priests are impatient, my legions scream, the gates must be open, our master repels a massage of hope on through the gates we march, sentinels await with their sabers in grasp, a vast group of locust attack, a vast group of locust attack, attacking with force as we show no remorse obstructing our victims fate, the blood in the chalice saluting the fight all virgins must die this night, psychotic reaction a serpent's kiss is taking the life from our soul, and leading a train of destruction from hell, and finding our way through hell's hole, curse of the legions of death, curse of the legions of death, curse of the legions of death, curse of the legions of death, provoke the dead!, curse of the legions of death, provoke the dead!, curse of the legions of death, curse of the legions of death