Storms of Primitive Violence by Barbaric Horde Lyrics
Drops of holy water turned into pestilent poison
Fiend made of scales crawl in pits of rotten flesh
Toxic impure air of necromantic energy
Storms of primitive violence
Annihilated land, ravage to death
Suffocated by the stench of damnation
Inverted black cross in flames
Apocalyptical shrine built by bones
Defeated son of heaven
Blessed wrath of blasphemy
Dismembered intruders by the seed of the antichrist
Warlords of the black sun, bringers of fevers and diseases
Storms of primitive violence
Annihilated land, ravage to death
Suffocated by the stench of damnation
Inverted black cross in flames
Apocalyptical shrine built by bones
Defeated son of heaven
Blessed wrath of blasphemy
Fiend made of scales crawl in pits of rotten flesh
Toxic impure air of necromantic energy
Storms of primitive violence
Annihilated land, ravage to death
Suffocated by the stench of damnation
Inverted black cross in flames
Apocalyptical shrine built by bones
Defeated son of heaven
Blessed wrath of blasphemy
Dismembered intruders by the seed of the antichrist
Warlords of the black sun, bringers of fevers and diseases
Storms of primitive violence
Annihilated land, ravage to death
Suffocated by the stench of damnation
Inverted black cross in flames
Apocalyptical shrine built by bones
Defeated son of heaven
Blessed wrath of blasphemy