Troops of Heathens – Graves of Saint Lyrics
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Album | The Arts of Destruction(2012) |
Type | Album (Studio full-length) |
Genres | Black Metal, Thrash Metal |
Labels | Metal Blade Records |
Album rating : 70 / 100
Votes : 2
Votes : 2
8. Troops of Heathens – Graves of Saint
All purest blood against their law
A noble heart to curse them all
Majestic nature destined bride
In league with death to please the wise
Your only goal your afterlife
A punishment a true demise
Just bleed for me, serving your death
Sadistic tool's to take your breath
Troops of Heathens, Graves of Saints
The breathe of fear the smell of dark
It's chaos to control your heart
Beyond my dreams i wish you dead
A need to strangle all your necks
Damnation fucks some holy light
Some prayers for this slayers night
The question of good taste will bring
That all his lambs will drown in sin
Troops of Heathens, Graves of Saints
I against you all
Your burning flesh
Exterminate your art and rase
Fatal disease
And nothingness
To break the chains of heavens manifest
This is the blade that will cut your throat and spill your blood
All purest blood against their law
A noble heart to curse them all
Majestic nature destined bride
In league with death to please the wise
(repeat chorus x1)
Troops of Heathens, Graves of Saints
A noble heart to curse them all
Majestic nature destined bride
In league with death to please the wise
Your only goal your afterlife
A punishment a true demise
Just bleed for me, serving your death
Sadistic tool's to take your breath
Troops of Heathens, Graves of Saints
The breathe of fear the smell of dark
It's chaos to control your heart
Beyond my dreams i wish you dead
A need to strangle all your necks
Damnation fucks some holy light
Some prayers for this slayers night
The question of good taste will bring
That all his lambs will drown in sin
Troops of Heathens, Graves of Saints
I against you all
Your burning flesh
Exterminate your art and rase
Fatal disease
And nothingness
To break the chains of heavens manifest
This is the blade that will cut your throat and spill your blood
All purest blood against their law
A noble heart to curse them all
Majestic nature destined bride
In league with death to please the wise
(repeat chorus x1)
Troops of Heathens, Graves of Saints
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3. Lacerate with Hands of Doom Lyrics | 4. Splendour of the Idols Lyrics |
5. Phantom Funeral Lyrics | 6. Queens of Sodomy Lyrics |
7. At Hell's Horizon Lyrics | ▶ 8. Troops of Heathens – Graves of Saint Lyrics |
9. Possessed and Defiled Lyrics | 10. Beyond Your Grace Lyrics |
11. Outro Lyrics |
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