Old Mans Child Black Seeds on Virgin Soil ( HQ)

Old Mans Child Black Seeds on Virgin Soil Trapped in a fire that burns in my soul Like parasites infesting my skin Screaming for vengeance, and vengeance is mine With my faith I will prevail Chained to times of despair As the end is close and my demons are here Craving for my inner thoughts As I die, I m losing myself For blood I hunger, possessed by the dark No remorse, I ll tear your flesh apart Through my veins the poison runs cold As you die your faith is left untold Preachers of life,