Raise your spears to the sky Suffer no pain when it's your turn to die Fall but to rise once again To defile your ancestors, murder your kin The crawling chaos of old Will course through your blood as it corrupts your soul Eternal life is our prize You'll see the Black Cauldron etched in our eyes
Armies of Arawn unite The slaughter we serve, for The Death Lord we fight Mute but swords tell our tales Carved in our enemies' bones and entrails The Cauldron Born is our name Fall by her side and you'll become the same One taste of her cast-iron will Gives strength to the heart and the hand for the killTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
