Hear their cries in the distance Ancient voice speaks in tongues To bring out your dead
Dawn of a new age Freed from a stone cage Deafening roar of return Flee before you fall again
In the land of darkness Down by the fallen trees Lay our kin to their rest Forces unseen come forth To feed and to breed
Dash their skulls on the rocks Leave their bones at my feet Arcane form consumes me Feast of flesh, fuels my soul So bring out your deadTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
