Skies of a fatal winter night, the winds are conjuring awakening spells, seas of storm, a tough, dark time, and waves are whispering words of decay
Corpses are leaving their pulverulent graves ancient huntsmen are rising again rotten souls in the need of flesh the fallen, forgotten, are claiming revenge
(CHORUS) Hear their words, proclaiming the end a newborn plague that will raze the land feel the grief and embrace the dread, the incoming war will see us dead
No time for mercy, they gave a choice and we took the wrong path end of the journey, there is no option for us but to die now it’s their moment, it is the time for the dead and the wicked to inherit our future and past
No way to fight them, our gods have betrayed us and given their backs no need of praying, because my sword is the only thing I can trust mankind is doomed, after a painful life i'll be back as a servant of this macabre dance
So dance, dance, sing with lust rejoice of the corpses surrounding us dance, dance, the fallen arise rejoice of the martyrs who mourn and cry dance, dance, the tune of the dead its melody comes from fiery hell dance, dance, join the wild hunt fed by the souls of the children of man
(CHORUS x2)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
