Darkened Nocturn Slaughtercult
hora ruid
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Imagine...
Underneath Bethlehems star, plagues of depravity are unleashedon the path of obliteration the seed to destroy.
Hatched from the womb of a maggot mouldering hag!
Ad Portas Ibi Tempus Fugit A fire the birthplace of christian belief, flames licking up to every source.
Almighty he is called, He who now receives the crusaders boltRight through his pearly gates!
The bolt of destruction impales, during the brazing downfalls hour, Their pathetic hope.
In the core suffocates the belief, In the carrion of his now never forming!
Hora Ruid Hic Hearet Aqua