Ancient Mags Lyrics

This power comes within the mind
To stay made obediend by command
This things are ancient rules of mags
That kept the earth in strict rules
Let's go to join the crowd of blinds
Let's scan nothing but death remains
And die
Feel the pain of yours sin
Rip yourself and tear your skin
Forget your past kill your shade

Stay and suffer it's your fate
The death is here to take your breath
No air, no live, no one to help
It comes by wish ancient lords
To take your soul out of fucking world
Feel the pain of yours sin
Rip yourself and tear your skin
Forget your past kill your shade
Stay and suffer it's your only fate
Will you be strong to oppose them
Or dawn in fewer of desire
Black powers wait for ages to take your soul
Will you take your sword of truth and hope