Текст песни Curse of the Legions of Death - Testament
Witches
grow
restless,
the
priests
are
impatient
My
legions
scream:
"The
gates
must
be
open"
Our
master
repels
a
message
of
hope
On
through
the
gates
we
march
The
sentinels
await
with
their
sabers
in
grasp
A
vast
group
of
locust
attack!
A
vast
group
of
locust
attack!
Attacking
with
force
as
we
show
no
remorse
Obstructing
our
victims
fate
The
blood
in
the
chalice
saluting
the
fight
All
virgins
must
die
this
night
Psychotic
reaction
from
a
serpents
kiss
Is
taking
the
life
from
your
soul
And
leading
a
train
of
destruction
from
hell
And
finding
our
way
through
hell's
hole!
Curse
of
the
legions
of
death
Curse
of
the
legions
of
death
Curse
of
the
legions
of
death!
Curse
of
the
legions
of
death
Provoke
the
dead!
Curse
of
the
legions
of
death
Provoke
the
dead!
Curse
of
the
legions
of
death!
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!
Curse
of
the
legions
of
death
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