LYRIC


I?m sitting here on my bed
In the middle at the night.
Darkness heaven full with stars
With a verry big shining fullmoon.

Puchent stench spread out the room.
The stench comes from the door.
There are laughing misterious voices,
Voices like from deamons of misery.

Chorus:
Deamons of misery. I have see them in the night.
In the name of satan, I will rise to the dead.

The door breaks out, deamons come in.
And they will me attack.
I am helpleess and I break down.
They will take my body.
Everywhere I feel pain.
Deamons mangles me up.
They grabmy heart, they destroyes my live.
My soul rises with deamons of misery.

Chorus:
Deamons of misery. I have see them in the night.
In the name of satan, I will rise to the dead.

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