The fires... are fading... believe me.. it's so quiet...
But the darkness... is breathing... the horde's here... to steal the light!
the legions... are marching... they tell me... that you hear
Just when you thought that you were safe
A nice life...family..friends
The demons are gone without a trace
But HELL will speak to you AGAIN... AND AGAIN!!
THE SOUND OF DYING DEMONS
THE SOUND OF DYING DEMONS
So loud you can't take it no more
SATAN is standing outside your door
EVIL's been waiting for so long
The preachers of HELL were rightand you were wrong!!
You thought the voices were dead
...you didn't listen...
THE SOUND OF DYING DEMONS
Here to touch your world
THE SOUND OF DYING DEMONS
Alive... will crush your world
Atskirkim faktus nuo vaizduotes. Faktas#1: svetaines atmosfera itempta. Faktas#2: lankosi daugiamete neapykanta man jauciantys zmones. Vaizduote#1: vieni nariai susimoke su kitais. Vaizduote#2: esu sekamas Vaizduote#3: laukiama mano mirties. Kas tiesa
Jei netikrumas yra geriausia ne kaltinti liga, valdzia ar ateivius visokius. Tad Einarai: ar esi pries mane susimokes; ar mane seki; ar pabrezdamas lauki mano mirties. Trys klausimai estafete. Jei bus lengviau bendraut man po to su musico nariais.
Einarai+4Blackberry, esme ne skaiciukuose, bet esme kad liga man sako jog daug gaidziu susimoke, gaidziai stebi gaidindamiesi, daug gaidziu mirties nori. Taigi toks vat nesaugumo jausmas ir itarinejimai del to. Kaip cia yra?