Текст (слова) песни: Celtic Frost - Phallic Tantrum
No more... Harassed Hearts Primeval wings of solitude The cross has saved the soil Traces given to sinister moods Cavity of hate Unborn faith, scorn beneath The quest for death Gold built the mortal feat Into the phallic tantrum Stronghold of eternal fear Into the phallic tantrum Their only wish... to reappear Infinite space No dreams of sleep of death Humane, cold embrace Concepts of might and reign The apocalyptic raids Shadows over the hearts beneath Calls that forever fade Their visions betrayed
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