From the slate skies, black scourges and flails swirl and upon frozen grounds, an army of iron souls
Upon my kingdom I draw the night from the ruins of a shallow past once again I rise
Son of cosmic forces born from times to come rose from the depths of eons wander crypts of ages
I unleash my wrath a glaze in the tyrant's eye all souls but mine will know my law
My legion of blood will hunt the just I shall be ruler to reign, and I shall be jester to mock
Old marble demons cluster in deathly covens to drain ritual blood
In front lines we stand to reign on these lands
Mountains, hills and battlegrounds don't elude my shining eyes, don't stay out of my black clawsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
