Arkona (Pol)

The Book of Knowledge Snatched From the Abyss of the Loss

Arkona (Pol)


You Lord, the God's king of souls
Your feet are covered by mucus
Just like a snake, just like a killer, just lika an animal
Oh Lord the mighty power of evil
Your eyes irradiate into the abyss of the dark
Huge fire lighted of some pagan souls
Horrible power of the most powerful curses
The sorcerer of all ages, the power of disbelief
The snake that's crushing the light of day
The Lord of the gates to the unholy abyss
You are the original sin
You are the book of knowledge
You are the Lord of the secrets
You are the symbol of the empire