The Grotesque
The Troops Of Doom
5:35Hymns of destruction, blackened and burned heart Gospel of the horns, whispers of the night Unholy scriptures written in blood The god's enemy, the legend holds Candles blaze in the temple of scorn Adorned by the horns, the oath is sworn The serpents dance, the prophecy begin Behold the requiem, torn and grim Listen to the screams of torture and death Gospel of the horns, where Lucifer rest Hymns of destruction, blackened and burned heart Gospel of the horns, whispers of the night Drenched in blood, all hell adorns In the sane of chaos, lost souls reborn Burning crosses, black spirits Depths of Satan, evil healers Hymns of destruction, blackened and burned heart Gospel of the horns, whispers of the night Unholy scriptures written in blood The god's enemy, the legend holds Candles blaze in the temple of scorn Adorned by the horns, the oath is sworn Searing flames in the eyes of the chosen Baptized in fire, the oath is broken On the altar of insanity, the offering was made Faithless Requiem