| | Call Of The Black Forest Lyrics Artist(Band):Graveland
with hanging corpses of god's son Enough damned bells of false asshole's temples I raise the ancient gods I summon the honest spirits I revive the ancient magic I draw the might from the moonshine I keep the holy fire All for the everlasting revange All for the honest masters Lords of the black forest Rulers of Night and Darkness Gods of the ancient (aryan) Europe Pagan winds of distant North The might of unholy Norvay's forest is in you Cold gloom and power True Evil and good Give us what are we waiting for the millenium And soon the Cromleches will be full of christian blood! We will kill in the moonshine We will become the killers, shadows of each christian Their temples will be covered by blood We will destroy their altars We will turs into ashes their graves For burned witches For lost beliefe and might For Pagan and Heretic's blood For trees and forest of killed Druids For our lost gods... If you find some error in Call Of The Black Forest Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You. Review the song Call Of The Black Forest The area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of the lyrics.  Download "Graveland" Music | |
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