Blow ye trumpets in thy walls Sound an alarm to mountain halls Tremble all ye who have heard the call For another kingdom falls
Down from the midnight mountain, descending for slaughter Driven by whips the pounding of thundering wheels Their vanguard – an eternal flame As they come blazing through the meads Our green and pleasant land lay once like Eden Our radiant cities – now a desolate waste Like blades of grass men can stand not When the kiss of hooves they taste
Raining steel – prophets call Flaming wheel – kingdoms fall
Chariots – They came on chariots Chariots – chariots of Volcanic Gods Cities fall – oh, let the strong survive! Idols break – Devouring Rage Brimstone, fire and smoke
Invincible fire devoureth all who oppose them Five horned generals commanding the numinous flame Plague, rage, bloodlust, agony And anguish are their names
No gold, no copper they were searching They were coming not for steel Before their gods of fire They have brought us all to kneelTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
