Idioma Origen:
Night sky, death awaits
I fall to die, wings of funeral
The curse of the old cemetery
That goes on, watch your hold
? curse of death
Satan?s been torturing my soul
Sorcery, I wish to die
Wings of death, wings of funeral
The curse of the old cemetery
A magic so pure, wings of funeral
? curse of death
Satan?s been eating, torturing my soul
Idioma Destino:
Night sky, death awaits
I fall to die, wings of funeral
The curse of the old cemetery
That goes on, watch your hold
? curse of death
Satan?s been torturing my soul
Sorcery, I wish to die
Wings of death, wings of funeral
The curse of the old cemetery
A magic so pure, wings of funeral
? curse of death
Satan?s been eating, torturing my soul