From the darkness, of the deep Isterrion Rise Abbrah: «What the hell is that?!»
Up the swords! For the might of Abbrah Fight the light! Misleading lord Must believe in the mankind father He can sees what is right and tall Ilittacs wrong, stealing His creation
Up the swords! For the might of Abbrah Fight the light! Misleading lord Must believe in the mankind father Great the anger of the dark dismal lord The Earth trembled and from subsoil, fire!
Thunders, lightning, screams from underground «Go, my creatures, dethrone the encroacher!»
ILITTACS: Not to create, it’s true, I worked hard, But to give joy, that you want not to give And when you, were slept in your lair I were here, to serve and be served!
ABBRAH: Calling you gladness the poor and the killed? Are luxury, envy, covetousness and greed! Can’t exist ‘desire’, without things to will Unquenchable thirst… That is your joy? I call them evil and if they them desire This is my oath, it will be… doom!
Up the swords! For the might of Abbrah Fight the light! Misleading lord Must believe in the mankind father In Maderrenk he’s going to rise again Must believe or you will be slain!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
