A voice from the past cries out to him, “Drink the blood and taste the flesh” With no one to fight and nothing in sight He reluctantly heeds the call
“The guardian of this realm Vanquished and slain By my blade which i wish to regain ‘Twas not my will to take his life Nor my lust for blood”
It beckons from the lake of phlegathon Once obtained by the hands this demigod
The blade’s hunger, whispers in his ear “Together we’ll eradicate all of your fears Your enemies will drench in the shadow of your reign Supreme you’ll be as they bow to their king”
It calls him from the lake of phlegathon Once obtained by the hands this demigod Reunite they must It’s their destiny to rule both hell and the heavens
A voice from the past cries out to him “To drink the blood and taste the flesh” With no one to fight and nothing in sight He knows his mind is lost
A beckoning thrall Leads him deeper through the chasm Pressing forth willingly to gain true power To gain true power
Beneath his feet in a slush of putrefaction Lie the gluttonous souls of dead sinners Reaching out for him to save them But their souls are lost Their cries are useless to them Frothing like dogs
A void of darkness swells inside of his chest As his hunger grows for the power he once possessed
The last flicker of his soul resides Still pure and deep within Immersed in bloodlust And buried by the blade’s deception Twisted in its lie Deeper through the hollows he must return His fate now alignedTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
