Wings of Funeral (Live At Birkagården, Stockholm, October 23rd 1987)

Nightsky, death awaits
I fall to die, wings of funeral
The curse of the old cemetery
That goes on, watch your hold? curse of death
Satan've been tortureing my soul

Sorcery. I wish to die
Winds of death, winds of funeral
The curse of the old cemetary
A magic so pure, winds of funeral? curse of death
Satan've been eating, tortureing my soul



Credits
Writer(s): Per Ohlin, Torbjorn Graslund, Ulf Cederlund
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