Summon The Lord Of Blasphemy — Woods of Infinity

To walk in complete darkness and feel the freezing winds of death In winters frosty grip, the wods are truely cold. In a land of desolation I worship the beast

Summon the lord of blasphemy

Kill the ones with believes so fragile Raise the ones who're mighty and strong Leviathan, my veins are open for none but You. I know you're dwelling in dark, tranquil waters blue.

Summon the lord of blasphemy