stars Realm of ancient ones Malignant ones Against the light Power of the blackened sky Hateful spawn We are the chasm depths Come forth ancient ones
solo Brunelle] [solo Azagthoth] [solo Brunelle] Locked deep beyond the gate Lost within the stars Realm of ancient ones Malignant ones Against the light
Übersetzung: Morbid Angel. Die Großen Alten.
black Chanting to the Ancient Ones, chants of broken lines Kneel before the alter, sacrifice is made It is pleasing to the ones most ancient of the days
stars Realm of ancient ones Malignant ones Against the light Power of the blackened sky Hateful spawn "We are the chasm depths" Come forth ancient ones
Blessed Be The Ones The Most Ancient Ones Blessed be the Ones Who were here before and after remain Blessed be the meekness of the flesh I watch as it
my loyalty, my offering In my veins; the blood of the ancient brood Summon me Burning inside, I feel the call Blood of the Ancient Ones now boils At
kind And die when their inner self goes astray Alas, I pay homage to the ancient ones Speak my name!!! Raise the staff of the morbid priest Descend into
FEAR The world now stands ancient, showing her age Antique, senile, archaic Peroration impending, not one to assuage The human remnants of earth Pandemic
