Daimonic Spirit – Daemonheim – letras

By daimonic spirit…Master of hellI’m here at your signPrepared to desecrate soulsfor unholy onesNot believing one weak wordOf thy holy creatorDied by the sword of true maniacsMade from your mother of bastardsPossessed by the spirit of daimonsGathered before the gates of heavenVeiled by our shadow of pure hateDisguised as servants of fallen angelsFather of grimnessI call your name…Hour of darknessSecond of lightDaimons of hateDaimons of sinDaimons of frostDaimons of winterSummoned all supreme onesFilled with melodies of destructionA symphony of ill liesA full loss of strange sanityBurn the gates of bastards palaceRape the angels of sunlightTaint the chalice of holy waterWith your blood of insane persuasionI regard upon the ruins of EdenFields of sorrow and luckThe might by mother of slaughters is brokenBy daimonic spirit…