Before being unleashed on the world I was the beast sleeping in the cold Then and through my masters creation Devoted for annihilation
Four words were spread among the nights Before there were no needs to fight At the Year zero of time and space It went from here to another place
The Next year saw the first to be said Screams coming from the grave to the air Masters were recognized to be fair The eclipse was total and remained
Second word was claimed as their pinacle Alleged ones saw it as last miracle But there was more in their minds to be told I brought in their hands news cards to be fold
The third word was an ode to violence Poems in memory of my essence This was the last time we saw the emperor But couldn’t left before a last honor
The fourth and the last of the offering Tormented all the stars to their falling As the end of our last journey was near All the words resonated through their ear
As the time went by, as my name was forgot I was buried with my wand and my coat Hordes of foes came, to take away my crown My anger awoke in screams to be grown
Of my triumph ye were the witnesses Great horns of heaven falling to pieces Torn appart and consumed in my anger Now ye shall fear my return in the fireTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
