Thrown to Belial - High Lord in the Diseased Halls of the Dead (2006) Lyrics

Let the night fall, forever on this cursed earth
Let the night fall, forever on this cursed earth
Dark worship, a taste for blasphemy
Surface manifestation veiling a century struggle
It will presage the end of the world
Shepherd of the damned, midnight guide
Nothing more than an abomination
High Lord in the Diseased Halls of The Dead
And it's face bares no reflection
A parasite lurking in the void
From blood-soaked shadows born in blight
The streets will run crimson with gore
A depraved peddler of living flesh
Thе High Lord in the Diseased Halls of Thе Dead
As dark whispers harbour turmoil
For tonight we dine in Hell
Dark whispers harbour turmoil
For tonight we dine in Hell
In Hell
In Hell
All Hell walks the night time streets
Terrible black form sweeping out of darkness
Devoured from within, tainted by the stench of death
Blaspheming wretch, foul misery
No home now but eternal torments of
High Lord in the Diseased Halls of The Dead
High Lord in the Diseased Halls of The Dead
Hell