Табулатура в формате Guitar Pro , содержащая следующие дорожки:
Rythm Guitar
Overdriven Guitar
Lead Guitar 1
Overdriven Guitar
Lead Guitar 2
Overdriven Guitar
Bass
Acoustic Bass
Drums
Drums
Текст
Nocturnal drapery His twilight has now gone As the bloodred shadow will fall This hellish well will be cast upon...Forced upon all Drain the veins of his lifeblood...Crush the hope of his believers Leave his ashen body for the worms...Drowning the vision of his love Suffocate the thought of his reprisal For our legion has now beseated The throne of judgement The seeds of truth have now been sown God will die alone We vomit forth the chaos...Our violence uncontrolled Succumb to my truth...Your death will be our conquest Praying as you fall...Into the void of damnation May you live in torment Suffer in the Hell that we created The kind of all lies...Thorned fools demise Whipped upon your back...Rush of deliverance Stabbing through your breast...This dagger shall deliver Cyanide blast into your veins...We cease the life of their holy reign Our nation is to cause you unrelenting pain May you live in torment Suffer in the Hell that we created The kind of all lies...Thorned fools demise Choosing the one with the infernal horns The one with black wings proudly soars Across the path you've wandered upon See your momments of faith...Charred In Satan we trust...Satan, Satan, Satan, Satan Salt rubbed within your wounds Stagger through the hordes of impiety Spit drips from your beaten shell Humilated before the chosen few Drain the veins of his lifeblood...Crush the hope of his believers Leave his ashen body for the worms...Drowning the vision of his love Suffocate the thought of his reprisal Let the swine, called god, be disgraced Crawl unto me on bloodied hands and knees Rush of deliverance...Relive this act of blasphemy Unfurl your pain to me...Suffering is your destiny We vomit forth the chaos...Our violence uncontrolled Succumb to my truth..Your death will be our conquest Praying as you fall...Into the void of damnation May you live in torment Suffer in the Hell that we created The kind of all lies...Thorned fools demise Whipped upon your back...Rush of deliverance Stabbing through your breast...This dagger shall deliver Cyanide blast into your veins...We cease the life of their holy reign Our nation is to cause you unrelenting pain May you live in torment Suffer in the Hell that we created The kind of all lies...Thorned fools demise Choosing the one with the infernal horns The one with black wings proudly soars Across the path you've wandered upon See your momments of faith...Charred In Satan we trust...Satan, Satan, Satan, Satan