Deep down the jungle, tribal law reigns, Ancient society, magical beliefs, Fragile existence in this far-away land, An offering of life to appease nature's forces…
Rainforest Tyrant: King of its kind, Tormenting humans, bringing fear in their mind. Temples and towers, raised up for the cult, The moon hides the sun, the ritual has begun…
The chosen ones, Ceremonial robes cover their flesh, Face-painted in cattle blood and fear, Preparing to face their final steps, Towards the stairs of no return, Torches pave the way to the Altar…
The Tyrant is lurking… Up by the mountains…
Smell of blood, gleam of light, The beast is drawn with all its might, Celebrants, with open eyes, Hear the roar that shakes the ground. His hunger rises as the temple's near, The faithful start to run in fear....
Breaks through the air, in one great leap, The beast has reached the temple's top. Tied at the stake, like served on a plate, The chosen ones are in its sights. One mighty jaw, sharpened teeth, Chews on the skulls of the weaklings
Rainforest Tyrant: King of its kind, Tormenting humans, bringing fear in their mind. Temples and towers, raised up for the cult, The moon hides the sun, the ritual has been done…
Breaks through the air, in one great leap, The beast has reached the temple's top. Tied at the stake, like served on a plate, The chosen ones are in its sights. One mighty jaw, sharpened teeth, Chews on the skulls of the weaklings…
The almighty Tyrant's now satiated...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
