Trumpets of Malevolence Songtext
von Somrak

The sound of atrocities spread temptation
And men embrace sin with joy
Inhaling the splendid darkness of His
Wishing lungs turned black as night
Suffocated by doom
Feeling the hands wrining their necks
The cold grasp
Which none shall survive


With faithful ears they listen
To the devil′s tunes
As they agonly dance
Unholy dance of death
The malevolent trumpets
Are playing it's tribute
When the end of the ritual comes
Those possessed shall be no more

Trumpets of malevolence announce the arrival
It′s sound is the sharp spear grinding through their ribs
Possessed by the sinful melody
As proceeding in shadows of Satan

He is the trumpet of malevolence
Playing the apocalyptic tunes of death
It's sound is the sharp spear grinding through their ribs