The Era Of Satan Rising Testo

under the pale gray sky
bellow the shades
of the dark clouds
victory is drown in our eyes
a dawn of a new order we adore
the infernal prince we worship
the balance of life and death
the icy tough of existance
spit out the fruits of madness
expose your hate
escape from weakness
open your eyes and see
the veil has been lifted
the chain has been broken
our reign has just begun...