Astarte - Twist, Nail, Torture Lyrics
Deliver your madness descent the graceSuffer the darkness with joyful hateAll devotion a fusion of madnessTwist, Nail, TortureNo pain or sign of sorrowNo age or narrow deathNo ending or coming evilDeliver your madness descent the grace,Suffer the darkness with joyful hateAll devotion a fusion of madnessTwist, Nail, TortureEpilogue:my thoughts rest in silencemyself fall into emptinessinto delirium's nightsIt goes where midnight frosts my eyes