Letra da Música Untitled de Diavol Bestial

Forests of obscure origin
A land covered in ice and green
Where one is to summon the Satanic cult
And destroy the path of man

Lunar and spacial
The wind strangulates the human flesh
In a forest of necromancy
And nocturnal art of isolation

Speak to the purity of air . . .
In the night's siren

Master of the dark moon's shine
Unholy Glistening and Bright
As much as the land, a desolate utopia
Beneath the twilight dawn

Speak the the purity of air . . .
In the night's siren