Under the dim light of the pentagram that is formed by the music and texts
The herald began formation untalentedly, proclaiming the Maledictory Manifesto
He marches donnish with the sounds of trembita. Listen to the Harbinger, jackals!
Its prophecy is beaten and thrown out by Whitehead into the Abyss of Infernal Glory
Naïve, but ambitious, he disappears in the infernal whirl
But continues the Profane Path to the Reign of DEATH destined by the Morning Star
Where the mother earth radiates with heat from crevices in which the plebiscitary ash is smoldering
On the eve of the Deadly Harvest, showing the Sickle, the Hungry Darkness becomes furious
The herald will declare the harvest time and after that - the Plague Feast Celebration
And expressing sincere feelings to God, will read servile psalms
When interpretations will be burned on fire of universal malevolence
Agasfer will go again to wander in the name, in honor, to the glory of Satan!
Site of the band:
© By MORE HATE PRODUCTIONS | 2000 - 2011 | Design by Hydr