Kingdom of Cold Flesh Songtext
von Belphegor

Kingdom of cold flesh
Oh death, release them

They speak to me
My pale little dolls
Tiny cold flesh

My loins feel no desire
For the living

Kingdom of cold flesh
Oh Satan, revive them


Twenty-nine grieving mothers
You abandoned your girls
In the cold coffin

I prayed and brought them home
I warmed them up

Kingdom of cold flesh
Oh death, release them

Für... immer... zusammen
In der ewigen Sünde vereint
De morte ad ortum iterum peccare

We become one

Kingdom of cold flesh
Oh Satan, revive them