Primal Fear - Devil's Ground Lyrics
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Devil's Ground
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What Are The Lyrics For Devil's Ground By Primal Fear?
He himself said, that hell
Was originally prepared for the devil and his angels. In hell, you will be ruled over And will be inferior by darkness and the forces of evil. Your New home will be made up of demons, fallen angels, Wickedness and even the lord of Darkness himself, you will be at the bottom of the guest list. The sphere of hell is a hollowed-out place in the earth's core. Scientists proved that the earth's Outer crust is less than twenty miles thick And that beyond that point, there are rivers and Lakes of flaming blood of the earth, called the "lake of fire". Long before the final judgment, of the thousand suns You will find the gates to hell in burning ruins of The new city. When the sinner closes his eyes for the second death And darkness takes his soul, you will see And feel movements in the air. The saviors are open you And there will be no triumph without loss, no freedom For your soul without sacrifice. There's only specific kind of creature, who ever Came back from the eternal. This very moment, your eternal soul may be less Than twenty miles from the burning fires of hell! If you go to hell, be sure You'll be there forever |
Who Wrote Devil's Ground By Primal Fear?
Mat Sinner
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What's The Duration Of The Devil's Ground By Primal Fear?The duration of Devil's Ground is 2:09 minutes and seconds. |
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