Текст песни Rotting Christ Where Mortals Have No Pride

ride this glorious night
all lords from beyond
galaxial dust above the cosmic temple
decisions have taken
stars turn to dark
the chains are tighter
slaves turn to blind
bleeding knowledge wasn't enough
universal deity stand so high
unfair crime malicious war
the tormen's cries religious lust
stones of snow
massive jail
masochists love
slaves of ice
twelve thrones / around the temple
twelve kings / twelve sons
twelve kingdoms / twelve new planets
where flames burn the flesh
where ice cold the soul
where mortals have no pride