For many and many centuries Under the quiet and sordid moon All sailing the same seas Progressing towards their inexorable doom But They feel no pain nor fear.
The forgotten heroes Of an unknown past Will come back to the surface To take revenge on mortals.
Take no prisoners! Towards the glorious bloodshed!
Having thought for too long in the darkest of depths Planning the carnage the final reconquest.
The earth will drink their impure blood And shall be reborn.
Rise up forgotten spirits of wisdom Rise up my proud Ancestors.
Arise! Fathers of my blood! Arise! Fathers of my soul! Crown our heads of light! Send us the spears and swords of night!
Coming from the ashes of time Wisdom of the Forgotten Coming from the tombs of the Fathers of mine Wisdom of the Forgotten.
Arise! Keepers of valour! Arise! Keepers of honour! Give us the strenght and force to fight! To crush our enemies at once!
Comiing from the distant howls of hordes Wisdom of the Forgotten Coming from the burial mounds of lords Wisdom of the Forgotten...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
