Fettered with the olden ice Blown with the gale of oblivion Masters of duration We stay in the chaos of calm
Let's soar to the sky in red Lost land calls us Let's free our souls Dip them in the life's infinity Let's mount winged beasts Horizon is our goal
Let the whirlwind of death carry our fleet Blackness of the sky is the shelter of our storm Our rights paid dearly with our lives ago
Rebel souls Our names are swords of hatred Our names have never been spoken by a mortal
Blackness of the sky is the shelter of our storm Our rights paid dearly with our lives ago
Who's that figure gliding in the sky of death Dark messenger from the abysslandTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
