Circle Of Deth by Dethlehem
In the hearts of all mankind
there has been
thirsts of power
the betrayed warlock
an unsound mind
begun his way
into his wrathful hour
In long past they were brought here
Bled before the fire
As they lay with all limbs pinned
Awaiting the Circle Of Deth
From cursed magicks and the banished spells
invoked by him, to rip open
Spoken from a blackened tongue
armies blindly led
and gathered all
In long past they were brought here
Bled before the fire
As they lay with all limbs pinned
Awaiting the Circle Of Deth
Take my hand and bring me there
Bled under desire
Conjured bleak with their own lives
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