Gates Of Hell

Racing Angels

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The priest was praying by our life
But the death are arriving for all
The secret book lost oneself in the dark
What we'll make?

The hell is here now
Almost not there are more anything
In this cradle of blood
Create to son of the darkness

The sphere of zax is open
The book isn't more a secret
The sphere of zax is open
'cause the demons conquer it

The demons pull out the head of the priest
And whole hope of our heart
Now only rest wait by a wonder
For save our planet

The sun abandons the day
The day turn oneself a eternal night
The past is a memory in our present day
The happiness die with our smile