Agrat Bat Malah

The Meads Of Asphodel

Voices of thunder call out from the night
Unclean black shadows make ready to die.
Night monsters haunting the temptress of death,
She will enslave you and take you last breath.

Agrat Bat Malah, Agrat Bat Malah.

Babylon vampire drinking Christ's blood,
Cursing the heavens, which burn up above.
Bride of Ha-Satan and mother of Cain
Wearing black wings of bewildering flame.

Agrat Bat Malah, Agrat Bat Malah.

Immortal Hydra enthroned in blood grim
Nemesis of terror and bringer of sin.
Under the dark moon the who3rs face is set,
Beast of the twilight which none can forget.

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