I love the dead before they're cold Their blueing flesh for me to hold Cadaver eyes upon me see nothing I love the dead before they rise No farewells
I know how little is the value of that which has a price Rebellion Instinct is not the path for man Rebellion Renunciation is not the divine way Rebellion
counted I know how little is the value of that which has a price Rebellion! Instinct is not the path of man Rebellion! Renunciation is not the divine way REBELLION
Превод: Samael. Бунт.
