The Entrails Of That Purgatory Testo

Thousands of souls fall from the sky Lives and deaths blending The ground opened in the cemetery Shaking crosses and graves The two armies have been united by fire In the mist and the winds Making thus the world falter Destroying Life and cramming Death Corpses fall from Heaven Full of warm blood still streaming out As if to feed the land Starved by so much hatred Of those two magnificent realms No one will celebrate the victory Angels and demons are dead In the entrails of that purgatory.