Let your fantasy grow wild
Dream the obscene of this world
Hail Spirit Noir
Rotten to the core
Hungry for more
Hail Spirit Noir
HAIRE PNEUMA SKOTEINO
No dogmas, ethics and forms
Free, I set sail for war
Hail Spirit Noir
The canine wisdom I seek
When Death knocks three, I'll open the door
Hail Spirit Noir
Hail Spirit Noir
Rotten to the core
Hungry for more
Free, I set sail for war
Hail Spirit Noir
HAIRE PNEUMA SKOTEINO
This lyric was posted anonymously. Not yet confirmed by Book of Metal.
