Woorden:
Mayhem Mediolanum Capta Est

, blood and Satan Meet the face of Death Blood Fire Torture Pain Winds of war, winds of hate Armageddon, tales from Hell The wage of mayhem, the wage

Demonic laughter your cremation Your lungs gasp for air but are filled with blood A sudden crack as I crushed your skull The remind of your life flashes

blood and Satan Meet the face of Death Blood Fire Torture Pain Winds of war, winds of hate Armageddon, tales from Hell The wage of mayhem, the wage of

Everything Here Is So Cold Everything Here Is So Dark I Remember It As From A Dream In The Corner Of This Time Diabolic Shapes Float By Out From The

[with Attila Csihar] A face in stone .. decayed by age A man who has returned to tell of his damnation Fears so deep, the mouth open wide The scream

Bleed down to the fucking core You're going down for fucking more Screw your slimy guts Driving me fucking nuts! Chainsaw in my bleeding hands As I

[l: Maniac] They speak... In the garden of the prophet Divine madness... The order of the cosmic immoral For what is humanity If not forlorn And crawling