Mystirium
Mystirium - In To The Valley Of Thamood lyrics
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Burn what all inside this temple We have our demonic bath From the ancient stones at the valley of death They lived in a land of mountains and rocks of the heights arid desert It was (wadi -al –qura) the land of creed Civilized darkness life for the battle of filth and torture the slaves Between the land of the abundant Flood lethal destruction Grandiose high cities had a darkness guard Huge dragons riding and fight They was most ancient of people With them strong bodies to cutting the rocks To making safe houses for them women's Was lived with pleasure enjoying those hugs Inside the hall of the ancient slaves blood They used them darkness methods To the salves of the lifeless deserts Inside the ancient castles Preparation the art of dark To let them control with the Babylon women's slaves They have the rolls of death To make them power at the aim of them filth They slay every one who didn't obey them rolls Every one was suffered In to The valley of Thamood Calls of the wind come from deserts of death No one of them care about the calls of the slaves Profligate women's inside the gates surrounding with huge bodies