Ancient fields lie fallow lost in time As old as the land itself, here they thrive In their city formed of cold gray stone The heathens dance for idols of gods unknown
The creatures, once revered, we abhor Sarnath, across the lake, lies adored An unexplained hate fills our veins Our high priests will rule these barren plains
Today we attack under dawn's first rays Vanguard of man will lead through the haze Beneath the sun's incessant gaze Ending the weak with triumphant praise
In our gardens thrive eternal spring Statues and shrines adorn the green Holy city, sworn to uphold god’s word Realize the theater of the absurd
Today we attack under dawn's first rays Vanguard of man will lead through the haze The Earth will weep, the sky will quake Drown the weak beneath the lake
On the thousandth year of their victory Awakening amongst the dying waves Tonight our warlords will arise Beneath the water vengeance lies
Tonight we attack under moonlight's veil Driven by hate we shall not fail A living nightmare, reigning death We shall rob them of their final breath
Nights before the death had come Faint lights shone upon the water Shadows fell before Sarnath’s gates And a gibbous moon called to the lake
Close to the hour of midnight The bronze-wrought gates burst wide Those within fled in fright From the shadows cast unto the night
For hordes of the dead had risen Dancing horribly, bringing ruin To the temples and gods of Sarnath Upon the ground their bodies dashed
Gardens now set ablaze Doom scrawled upon the altar A new mist above the lake Crimson hue the air does takeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
