Fast asleep on his throne made from mortal bone In the crypts lies the No Life King But his slumber will break and his carnage he'll take The slayer of man things
When the armies of night with his powers unite And the moon is as black as his blood Then the rivers will boil as the undead they toil Ashes where man once stood
Send a plague on the land with a touch of his hand Smash the gates of the cities and towns Steal away with their souls to his castle below We'll make our last stand
So go hide in the sun when the war is begun Run away from the No Life King For his armies are vast and his talons are fast He'll have your blood to drinkTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
