Текст песни Dominion of Abysmal Crypts - Azrael

In the realm where visions dance
Adn souls melt into black waters.
I see the flames of the ones who will not die.
Ancient white light bleeds from the eye of the sun
White turns into gray.
Pure fallen snow is tainted with pain.
Innocence is lost in the hour...
The hour of revenge!
Gather torches
Retreat into the Earth
To the Shadowy catacombs
The black stillness of ancient
Crypts and primordial caves
Receiving the power of the deep
On sworn solemn oaths of the blood
Chthonic Forces
Bail our bood black with seething hate
To grind upon our enemies
We, sons of the sacred depths
Will raise our vengeance
To the highest mountain peaks
In honor to ourselves and
To all kindred spirits of the abyss
Dark caves mirror the labyrinth of our minds
Their power and depth will forever be within us
Mystical fog of the ancient nights
I am forever lost in the Dominion