Вершы: Altars Of Rebellion. Infernal Paradise. Angel's Flesh.

Diciples of the dark,
prepare the banquet.
Our beliefs don?t need a bible.
Get a knife and spill his blood.
In the night we will fly the sky,
embracing the wind, the inspiration. (x2)
I have no fault because
I was born in my own paradise.
We?re the salvation in this world of slaves...
Listen to me they?re flesh of angel...

Music by Naibaf Divad, Dallkiel and Szandor
Lyrics by Szandor