Abigor - Soil Of Souls lyrics

Souls of infidel men Form a fertile soil Like dusky forest grow On rotten leaves below Souls of infidel men Wither and burn Like arid gra** on dead ground Forsaken, eternally bound We feed on the essence of mortal weakness The flames chain the fallen and proud Holyness, purity, and all gifts of light Long vanished, decayed and dead Buried by god’s children eons ago Heathens, sordid and profane We are the legion, the leveling horde True to the laws of the horned Faithful and strengthened and Fiercely unbound Lurking to gather the mourned Planted is the seed of him And no blood flows in our veins Nurtured by souls of infidel men In the kingdom where darkness Forever reigns Soil of souls Behold and see Glorious our realm will be Immortalis et semper fidelis