Tleilaxu (the Unborn Child) Lyrics - Singles - Varathron

Nature had taken the face of fear 

Terror is painted around 

Whispers and screams of pain 

Are hovering in the night. 

The high priests are prepearing 

This surifice must be done 

Full-moon is approaching 

Red virgin-blood will be spiled. 

Tou are prepearing for the great moment 

The unborn child is coming 

With the hordes of evil 

With absolute hate and obscure eyes. 

You're faithful servant 

He's the chosen one 

The silence cry drives you mad 

The whispers are drilling your mind. 

The mystic gathering from the faithful 

priest 

Waiting for the secret day 

It ain't going to be late 

Ruins and destruction turn around 

Your tears are rolling the black cloak 

The great celebration is beginning 

(The unborn child is coming) 

Look the sights of time...