Primordial Wrath of Old Death Lyrics

On the spearheads of wrath the poisoned blood
Solidifies making the body a corpse
Here I'm touching Death
Not the Death that destroys
But the Death that revives
Previous soul state ceased
One that on barren thoughts was hanged
By the Old Death cursed
New abyss of gloom igniting
Lost dignity gave birth to a rebellion
The wrath bounces of bones
Bones of old and bones of new
Till blood won't be transfused by the Devil
And the proper light I'll recognize
Shadow of old greatness
The Night shall torn my mind
I'll see foul images of spiritual emptiness
Lost dignity gave birth to a rebellion
The wrath bounces of bones
Bones of old and bones of new
Till blood won't be transfused by the Devil
Unholy knives
Murmur of plague
Unholy knives
Swirling hexes
Unholy knives
Sacrificial black blood
Unholy knives
One Death