Venom - At War With Satan (T.D. Adverts) lyrics
[Venom - At War With Satan T.D. Adverts lyrics]
A dark silhouette of creature, poised
Crouched on
The corner of a cliffs edge, wait's eagerly
Eyes glare patiently, red eyes filled with
Fire and torment gleam
With a frenzied brightness across
The shadowed valleys below
A crack of thunder breaks the
Deafening silence which once ruled
The plains the creature is unmoved
By the commotion of the
Noise, and the blinding fork of lightning
Which strikes only a few
Yards from where it lays -
In wait - for something
Wings spread in a magnificent fullness
The creature stands in
Full glory, inhaling deeply, the
Ice cold air, each fendon and muscle
Ripping in an almighty stance of
The great dimensional deify
From the far far west a chariot
Of fire emerges traveling at a
Fremendous speed forwards the creature
As if in a maddened state of
Farina the creature leaps up
Off the ridge and hovers with dignity
In the now cloudless sky
It's long red hair blowing
Freely in the wind
The chariot emerges and with
A sharp swift movement, the
Creature takes the reins then flies
Off into the night, howling
Out immortal cries of predication and war
"at war with satan"
Warriors gather slowly round the
Sacred city hell
Satan screams a vengeance on the
Land his angels fell
Tyrants pray disaster for the land
Of love and trust demons plot a way to turn
The heaven into dust
Crouched on
The corner of a cliffs edge, wait's eagerly
Eyes glare patiently, red eyes filled with
Fire and torment gleam
With a frenzied brightness across
The shadowed valleys below
A crack of thunder breaks the
Deafening silence which once ruled
The plains the creature is unmoved
By the commotion of the
Noise, and the blinding fork of lightning
Which strikes only a few
Yards from where it lays -
In wait - for something
Wings spread in a magnificent fullness
The creature stands in
Full glory, inhaling deeply, the
Ice cold air, each fendon and muscle
Ripping in an almighty stance of
The great dimensional deify
From the far far west a chariot
Of fire emerges traveling at a
Fremendous speed forwards the creature
As if in a maddened state of
Farina the creature leaps up
Off the ridge and hovers with dignity
In the now cloudless sky
It's long red hair blowing
Freely in the wind
The chariot emerges and with
A sharp swift movement, the
Creature takes the reins then flies
Off into the night, howling
Out immortal cries of predication and war
"at war with satan"
Warriors gather slowly round the
Sacred city hell
Satan screams a vengeance on the
Land his angels fell
Tyrants pray disaster for the land
Of love and trust demons plot a way to turn
The heaven into dust