Sol's Golden Curse

Ethereal dew of they bodies Singeth of Sol's golden curse Suncraft disguise of his daughters Hell of a night in this Earth No one to ponder his sickle Birth Hardening beings with his black craft Cursed Raising my glass to this thunder Witchery, wandering war priest of Earth Counting my sword to this plunder Back to back carnage, fiends of horror encircle us first Snakes unto wolves in my chambers Abraxas has heard song and verse Telling the tails incarnate, unearthed Raising my glass to this thunder Witchery, wandering war priest of Earth Counting my sword to this plunder Back to back carnagе, fiends of horror encircle us first No onе to ponder his sickle Earth Hardening beings with his blackcraft Cursed