Zemial - Breath Of The Pestilence lyrics

The Breath of the Pestilence is near By the misuse of black spells beyond all fears The scepter of power in your hand you clutch The black lotus put you in a deceiving trance Hypergeometry and it's codes are now distant words Like dreams forgotten by the sound of singing birds The Devil smiles and the demons at his feet Speak through your mind: "Prepare for true taste of defeat!" The Breath of the Pestilence is here The Reaper's scythe brushes your flesh he is so near Panicking, you blow the ancient dust Of mouldy magic scrolls, to travel far you must Hypergeometry and it's codes are distant words Your concentration fails, your key to distant worlds. Now silent shadows in your chamber float Demonic, d**hless steel menacing your throat! Blinded he screams in defeat A crystal ball lies misty by his feet Young pride that bears a mark Of inter-dimensional Sorcery Breath of the Pestilence The Breath of the Pestilence is here By the misuse of black spells beyond all fears The scepter of power from your hand you drop The black lotus put you in a deceiving trance...