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Sleeping awake in the cradle of death Reveling in the fruit of sin The suffering of thousands in the coming of dawn They ate the force of time Here we will call the powers of wrath Calling the darkened ghouls The feeding of weed for the sake of the damned As pointless as is life Among the cosmos, the cradle of stars Where all good angels die Here the upon gate is at hand And we shall inherit hell Turning the cross to the path of the damned The way of the horned ones lair Luring the saints in the crypt of the dead Hate is the patron of all Lying with the virgin of sin The temptress of ill faith Here the stars shine with gloom of the end The calls remain unheard The path to the end from the end of the land Holding the key to the stars. Aus Songtexte Mania