In the absence of deities, only warriors and corpses remain Our legion is the dead, it’s the dying… The sun may bleed black, but we belong in the depths of night We are drenched in moonlit skies; drowned in oceans, slaughtered by serpents
Deep rives flow crimson Rise Serpents of the Black Sun Unbound, now torn by steel With our fates foretold, we fight
Dragging life into the abyss Hail serpents of the black sun Life spilt, venom will soar March to the end of the world
Premonitions of betrayal, sinking beneath savage waves A lust for corruption, lust for your blood... Thunder will roll, giving strength to our cause A legend walks nine paces, into the hall, slaughtered by serpents
Deep rives flow crimson Rise Serpents of the Black Sun Unbound, now torn by steel With our fates foretold, we fight
Dragging life into the abyss Hail serpents of the black sun Life spilt, venom will soar March to the end of the world
Death comes, Midnight dawn Honour, Mourns the fallen Vengeance, Brutal hymn It goes on, The end beginsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
