Kingdom Of Cold Flesh
Belphegor
Kingdom of cold flesh Oh death release them They speak to me My pale little dolls Tiny cold flesh My loins feel no desire For the living Kingdom of cold flesh Oh Sathan revive them 29 grieving mothers You abandoned your girls In the cold coffin I prayed and brought them home I warmed them up Kingdom of cold flesh Oh death release them Für immer zusammen In der ewigen Sünde vereint De morte ad ortum iterum peccare We become one! Kingdom of cold flesh Oh Sathan revive them