Pitch Black Box کے بول

Pitch-black box Death unlocks Consume us all Feed on our souls A black cursed casket Carved from wood, by the devil's hand Filled with relics Left by the dead, this box is damned Thou shalt not open Engraved in blood above the lock Yet countless mortals Have heard the dead, from inside, knock Pitch-black box Death unlocks Consume us all Feed on our souls I thrust the skeletal key inside Turn six times left, then three times right Oh pitch black box, show me what you hide And grant me the treasures from beyond the light Pitch-black box Death unlocks Consume us all Feed on our souls Pitch-black box Death unlocks Kill them all Feed on their souls