Behold the dusk that swallows all With the devouring of the Sun, harken to the baying The clamor that is rising above all empires For it is the howling of wrathful Gods
Blooded and glutting, hear their gospel clearly, for it is the litany of the world Behold the dawn, Sun of Death rising, the heart of Hell
Shining perihelion of the Inferno's sum All eyes shall upturn to be blinded by its light, as it turns all lands to shadow
Son of Death risen, to make a throne of desolation
Beneath an escutcheon of carrion wings upon locut winds, for it is the age of blood
Blood that drowns as deluge in storms unceasing, washing over all
I hear the Gods clearly, they are wanton I hear the Gods clearly, they are feasting
I hear the Gods, I hear the Gods clearly, above the din of nations I hear the Gods clearly, they are howling... they are howling...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
