[Bonus Track] Chosen Son of the Ibex King Enthroned, blackened inquisitor I spread the plagues and endless sins Raised our dominion upon a 1000 sheeps
Chosen son of the Ibex king Enthroned, blackened inquisitor I spread the plagues and endless sins Raised our dominion upon a 1000 sheeps Now! A time to
god I deny your strength Mortals rule this fucking earth Tell me what sins I've done and I'll do them again I cannot fear what I dont see 1000 years
hell So the fend must be back on our ball Lose all your sins, lose all your sorrows No lucid intervals, no people who guide But a 1000 Masters of
So the fend must be back on our ball Lose all your sins, lose all your sorrows No lucid intervals, no people who guide But a 1000 Masters of disguise