Black massive mountains stand strong in the horizon Beneath them lies the wasteland scorched Silhouettes of burning cities soon reduced to ash As the devouring flame incinerates humanity
Only death to all can cleanse this world from god Unchaining them all from religious damnation Smoke from the funeral pyres, a curtain of clouds Smother all light before the new creation's dawn
O demons, demons rise from the abyss Seven angels ascend, spread their wings on the wind O princes, princes rise and sharpen your spears Seven princes will claim their thrones
Worms of the old world will never return Those who speak heavenly tongues shall burn Fiends from the netherworld with voices of fire Fiery flames cremate the divine desire
Demons rise from the abyss Seven angels ascend, spread their wings on the wind O princes, princes rise and fit your crowns Seven princes will claim their thrones
Rise from the ashes as a phoenix of fire and flame Reborn and untamed to inhale the world
Demons rise from the ashes Princes rise to claim their thronesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
