Dance Of A Thousand Knifes

Screams of Anguish are rising in the Land of Brahmn
As the cult of Tugs, prepare the flesh for the grand goddess
Chants of allegiance raise panic within dementia
With pride the offering lay waiting for their cinsumation...

Vehement mistress of vengeance
My love has no limits in space and time
Our souls are burning drowned in your sombre essence...
Ask and your request will be granted by any crime... by any crime

KALL, our time has just begun
KALL, seven names, seven Demons...
As my blood flows for thee, take me into the absolute paradise

Dissected hands, tortured skulls
Your set of death revealed all your magnificence
Within the shadows, Reign from east 'til West

Under the SATAN´s realm or as a dominant goddess
Your are our great monstrosity
In all it´s beauty and perfection