Profane winds bring the scent of war Enemies guided by a light overshadowed by their ignorance We are the dream of a destruction and reign Go forth beings of darkness, with their destroying shadows
We are destined to punish these cattle of a weak God The snow dirty with blood, realizes and feeds us On the look, of a vast cursed land The terror of present death, indestructible in my eyes
Let the black ritual begin for the coming of a reign of darkness We will devour your spirit and offer a feast the shadows
Profane winds bring the scent of war Enemies guided by a light overshadowed by their own ignorance We are the dream of a destruction and reign
Let the black ritual begin for the coming of a reign of darkness
On the look, of a vast cursed land The terror of present death, indestructible in my eyes Let the black ritual begin for the coming of a reign of darkness We will devour your spirit and offer a feast the shadowsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.