Necromicon - Heavens Of Hate, Fields Of Fire lyrics

Red is the colour of victory's rain

It stains all over the wall

The Temptating flow brings them further down

To what we are and what once they were

Gloomy and sinister, we await on the shore!

Blood formed in patterns

Scattered on the stone of fury

Leaving marks behind

Weaker than the weakest

Pityfull prayers shouted out for help

From on ear to the other

And away, to be lost and forgotten

No one listens...

And who would really want to know?

Of the pityful creatures

Left out in the cold

Weaker than the weakest

Pityfull prayers shouted out for help

From one ear to the other

And away, to be lost and forgotten

No one listens...

No one listens!!!

And who would really want to know?

Of the pityful creatures

Left out in the cold

Blood formed in patterns

Scattered on the stone of fury

Leaving marks behind