Somber morning drenched in apathy Trapped within a vicious cycle… Depression sinks into my bones Flowing out of my soul Like a cloud of radiation… Traveling the unending landscape of the consciousness And every fathomless canyon of despair Channeling the darkest anguish In the realm of the gods Awareness reached on the darkest paths… Reduced to rubble and rebuilt in iron To dominate the enemies of our forgotten gods To once again make this place a home And reconnect to the roots... Drinking strongly to the gods of old Worshiping only the health of my kin A vessel of the gods… Awakening the spirit of the warrior In every heathen man Purest enemy of the Christian god Rising up to end their world… To regain our wisdom and valiant culture Once trampled by the desert horde A light that never dies Burning forever inside The heathen man can't be tamed… Cosmic warriors Cleansing this infection of the mind and soul…Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
