Seraphim ryde in a Radiant chaine in the Light of the Moon Omens and Heralds Sing songs of Destruction And Doom…
Caravan of desecration With carnal and Blaque Magick sins Snake-worshippers Under spell of the charm Do not know of the danger they’re in
When the Blade of Cimmeria Drinks the life from their veins Of Cimmeria Were the Warriors that came High on the Lotus so they didn’t notice The Slice of the Blade of Cimmeria
Mangling Bodies with Stone-faced indifference Our life and our Code Treasures unbound Flowing out like a fountain Fills each hand with Gold
Terror and Vio-lence like Squeezing out wine And preparing a feast There surely will be one Considering all of the Booty we handily seized
With the Blade of Cimmeria
Breaching the Gate As the Steele starts to Cleave Searing Flesh, steaming Blood Like berserkers, we feed Feed on the bloodshed Feast on the corpse Cut off your own head To escape our wrathTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
