A sign from god breaks from the sky Daylight fades to blackened night
High winds and total carnage Freezing rain claims soldiers' lives Commanders slain, the horses stampede Hail comes down and pelts your flesh
No escape, nowhere to hide No place to flee God won't save you As your body is torn apart
Pleas to end an endless war Souls are broken, cold and sore Falling from the earth Face down, in the dirt
The shining sword no longer swinging By Your fellow countrymen One by one they perish Die in a storm that rages on
Punished for your sins A siege that must not advance Skin is sliced and torn from bone On black Monday will be your demise
Death is in the air That you can no longer breathe Screaming for the light of god A thousand or more souls fade away
The cold mud will be your grave Your final resting place
Oh! A foul day of myst and hayle Die! A foul day of myste and hayle Oh! A foul day of myst and hayle Die! A foul day of myst and hayleTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
