Pure Holocaust Lyrics
| Song | Pure Holocaust |
| Artist | Immortal |
| Album | Pure Holocaust |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Occulta, Occulta | |
| The mighty sound of damnation calls | |
| As the holocaust sky draw near | |
| Above the sorms over baeskade | |
| Rule the power of the vrilla | |
| It has come to ride the seven winters | |
| With winds of war and winds of cold | |
| Lightning strike the northland | |
| Leading us into seasons of frost | |
| Stand in the fog with so cold a heart | |
| Watching the death of the sun | |
| Valleys abound a thousand of coffins | |
| The holocaust has just begun | |
| It's the march of the blasphemous masses | |
| Into damnation all will fall | |
| Chapels of black unholy demons | |
| Chanting the words of the funeral rites | |
| Pure holocaust | |
| Chanting the words of the funeral rites | |
| Chapels of black unholy demons | |
| Into damnation all will fall | |
| It's the march of the blasphemous masses | |
| The holocaust has just begun | |
| Valleys about a thousands of coffins | |
| Watching the death of a sun | |
| Stand in the fog with so cold a heart |
| zuo qu : Occulta, Occulta | |
| The mighty sound of damnation calls | |
| As the holocaust sky draw near | |
| Above the sorms over baeskade | |
| Rule the power of the vrilla | |
| It has come to ride the seven winters | |
| With winds of war and winds of cold | |
| Lightning strike the northland | |
| Leading us into seasons of frost | |
| Stand in the fog with so cold a heart | |
| Watching the death of the sun | |
| Valleys abound a thousand of coffins | |
| The holocaust has just begun | |
| It' s the march of the blasphemous masses | |
| Into damnation all will fall | |
| Chapels of black unholy demons | |
| Chanting the words of the funeral rites | |
| Pure holocaust | |
| Chanting the words of the funeral rites | |
| Chapels of black unholy demons | |
| Into damnation all will fall | |
| It' s the march of the blasphemous masses | |
| The holocaust has just begun | |
| Valleys about a thousands of coffins | |
| Watching the death of a sun | |
| Stand in the fog with so cold a heart |
| zuò qǔ : Occulta, Occulta | |
| The mighty sound of damnation calls | |
| As the holocaust sky draw near | |
| Above the sorms over baeskade | |
| Rule the power of the vrilla | |
| It has come to ride the seven winters | |
| With winds of war and winds of cold | |
| Lightning strike the northland | |
| Leading us into seasons of frost | |
| Stand in the fog with so cold a heart | |
| Watching the death of the sun | |
| Valleys abound a thousand of coffins | |
| The holocaust has just begun | |
| It' s the march of the blasphemous masses | |
| Into damnation all will fall | |
| Chapels of black unholy demons | |
| Chanting the words of the funeral rites | |
| Pure holocaust | |
| Chanting the words of the funeral rites | |
| Chapels of black unholy demons | |
| Into damnation all will fall | |
| It' s the march of the blasphemous masses | |
| The holocaust has just begun | |
| Valleys about a thousands of coffins | |
| Watching the death of a sun | |
| Stand in the fog with so cold a heart |
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