[Corpse cover]
Prevod: Black Dawn. Rock Pokrita Grave.
tried to strangle Larry, Joey almost hit the roof. He went out that night to seek revenge, thinkin' he was bulletproof. The war broke out at the break of dawn
a Heaven The Son's gonna rise and shine At the age of thirty-three The prophecy fulfilled On the cross at Calvary His blood for man was spilled The sky was black
on loosed of the shackles and free of the grave their vengeance knows no bounds Raging hunger pierces the black, in the flicker of their morbid gaze
Castle points you too You're black takes on C4 Then white could C4 I must put in time to get mine, many hours to earn power Like the ashy hand, he should
of the opposite sex So hold on, keep it intact And go on, flow on, positive black B-boys be black be proud, right on You know we're bout to be black
Fall fires burn 'neath black, twisted boughs Sacrifice to above Smoke swirling quickly towards misting clouds Offering of this blood Into the flames
Fall fires burning neath black twisted boughs Sacrifice to above Smoke swirling quickly towards misting clouds Offering of this blood Into the flames
In the early dawn a stallion white Prances the hills in the morning light His bridle is painted with thunder and gold Orchids and dragons, pale knights
to strangle Larry, Joey almost hit the roof He went out that night to seek revenge, thinkin' he was bullet proof The war broke out at the break of dawn
Ross Bay grave Black mass begins Blasphemous prayers Are being chanted backwards Black pentagram cult Are ripping up dead corpses Burning the chapel The
the dawn, I put back the dead Sodomy of the dead will reign Smearing of impurified blood Screams and eternal tortures calling from the grave My
Sometime during the night The black sky turned to dawn And we covered our eyes Dizzy from being up all night You grabbed my hand We ran outside To the
and grass in a civilized boneyard lot And where he died or how he died it didn't matter a damn So long as he had a grave with frills and a tombstone
abyss of eternity. I don't try to hold for this life, it's damned by me, and the spirit of Carpathians call my black soul to the moonlight path. The dawn
of the master of blackness is immortal! The hands of Chaos on the burned heaven ashes. In my immortality has been born. To be the Thunder - to be the Eminence, to be Silence - to be the Grave
dawn of the gods thandle with care they said this will be our last arise do you see the world's disguise it looks like a grave of ice Dawn of the gods
