Upon the Red Thrones

Souls flying with the dark winds of doom Alive by the force within the flesh They just are from the heart of the serpent He who lives beyond the great wall of stone The winds carried them to the land of the dying In the mountains where no one else where flying Upon the red thrones Where the laughter of the sinners never ends Upon the red thrones Twisted faces and bleeding eyes In the kingdom of the ancient dragons of death They sit upon the red thrones made of flesh The force of the soul still grows within They both feel that the truth is to sin She read the signs of the creature outsides And the laughter of sin echoes among the dragons Upon the red thrones Where the laughter of the sinners never ends Upon the red thrones Twisted faces and bleeding eyes Lost souls trying to see within the force Disturbed by the ones who have the code of life We are the highest form of desecration in your eyes The power of the secret magick never dies