Over the hills legions joined together Their shadows cut the night Drums mark the time of the march The smell of death mix with the frozen north winds
The moon shine reflects on the steel of the elm and swords Devils of war in silence accompany And wait for the beginning of the end
The world burns in flames Only destroction is see Rivers of blood and whispers of pain Feed the hate that constanly grows
Creatures of the night go with us Sharing melancholy and the silence of the night Smelling out the blood that clots On the swords blades
Impaled bodies make up a huge corridor That delimits the way and disappears on the horizon Black wings cut the fog that interlaced in shadows
Their distortion shapes are mixed with reality
The return is marked by anguish Displeasure torments my silence Reality seems unreal to me The bodies are mixed with the ruins
Burnt by the enemy fire Smoke suffocates the innocent voices I feel the presence of those who are gone In the winds that blow from the mountains
Terror distorts visions Of a new age There's no more hope Only pain and hate...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
